A Friend in Need

My closest friend is my husband. We've had so many good times together for so many years. Between high school football games and homecoming dances where we tried so hard not to step on each others' feet. Hanging out at his house and at mine after school. Hanging out with other friends at night eating frozen custard. Visits in between my going to college and his coming home on leave from the Army. Oh, how sexy he was. Still just friends...but a girl can look, right? Long late night phone calls about everything from his sexcapades and drunk nights to the night when some guy broke my heart. Then his decision to move in with me and the feelings that developed between us. The passion. The love. The total and complete trust. The fights later on and the fun times in Vegas. The heart break and drama of a long distance marriage. The tears and strong tie during some really tough life times. Between a horrible car accident and financial troubles and the birth of our first child. My handsome sexy army man who has been my best friend since high school. The laughs. The jokes and smiles and long talks. We may be completely different from each other but I think we complement each other perfectly.