It’s about to get sappy you guys. You see, I count myself really lucky. I grew up knowing a lot of strong and caring men: my Dad, Grandpa, uncles, even dads of friends. Naturally, when I pictured my own family one day, my husband was a mixture of all of the good I saw in them. The silliness of my Dad or the strong fix-anything nature of my Grandpa. Even tiny things like a love for travel, a generous heart, the ability to use a bbq, or the willingness to help around the house in any way possible.
