She took the time to listen to me when I needed her to listen the most. She heard what I had to say and understood why I said it. She comes to me, wraps her arms around me, and tells me she loves me by her words, thoughts, and deeds. She signs to me and takes initiative in learning new words on her own. She stays patient while I teach her new words. She understand that sometimes words will escape me and I will sign, rather than speak so that I can convey what I need to. She touches every depth of me. She makes me want to be a better man. She's always in my corner, cheering me on when she knows something is difficult for me. She remembers what techniques helps me most in school and uses them, just so I can focus on what I'm needing to do. She worries about me. She knows exactly what she is to me. She owns her mistakes and apologizes. She hears the hard stuff about our past, even if it hurts her deeply. She works with me, not against me, and in the end, we present a united front in whatever situation we are facing. Oh, and she laughed when I had to vehemently sign to get something I needed to occur done.
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