I married well.
A decade ago I used to joke about marrying well, meaning marrying someone with a lot of money, since I was going into a profession which does not allow one to live the lifestyle of the rich and famous.
I did not marry someone with the financial ability to make my every wish come true or buy me every fancy thing I could desire.
Good thing I'm not someone who wants a lot of stuff.
I married well because my husband loves me.
As well, he is kind and patient and hardly ever expresses his frustration in a loud way. He works hard and compromises and does the dishes and drives and says thank you for the things I do. He never leaves things lying around, he's never late and he does not steal the blankets.
I'm so lucky to have him for my partner.
I love you, baby!