One song that comes to mind, makes me think of my wedding day. My Mom's favorite song was "Wind beneath my wings," so it was appropriate that when I danced with her, that song was playing. My Mom seems like she was the patron saint of sacrifice, and put everyone before herself. She did so much for me when I was growing up. She helped shape me from a stupid selfish kid, into the family oriented, hard working adult that I would be for the rest of my life.

As far as men go, my Father set the bar so impossibly high. If I am half the man that he was, I am doing great so far. My Dad had always wanted to be able to dance with my Mom at my wedding, but I got married when his time on Earth was running short due to his illness. Even though the end was getting close, he had hopes that he would make it to that day.

When Mom and I were dancing, Dad struggled to get out of his wheelchair, and asked if he could cut in so he have that one last special time with her, since she was also the wind beneath his wings. She held him in her arms and supported him the whole time. They danced to a standing ovation, and that moment was a testament to the life that they shared with each other. He passed away peacefully in the night with his family by his side, shortly after that day. Its hard to think about them and not get emotional. They were great people. Wow, do I miss them.

It sounds like she is an awesome person. If she chose to spend her life with you, it must say something about who you are as well.