Perfect

So Mike came up this weekend and it was amazing, of course. He went to my cousin Tyler's baptism with me and met most of my family and he handled it very well, especially since my family is beyond chaotic. On Saturday night we watched Sleeping Beauty and he played with my hair while i laid on his lap. He actually did my hair and he was quite proud of his work:
On Sunday he went to church with me and while we were sitting there I just couldn't stop looking at him; he makes me so happy. I've been thinking about him a lot lately and what he means to me and I wrote this about him...



I didn't know it was possible to feel like this. I thought I'd loved people before but when I reached the point where I knew I loved Mike, I really knew I loved Mike. He makes me feel so amazing and beautiful, and when I'm with him nothing could possibly go wrong in the world. He brings a whole new meaning to the word forever. The thought of being without him completely knocks the air out of me. I'm not Danielle without Mike Hurst. He makes me want to be a better person, he makes me want to be the best I can be so I can feel like I deserve him more. He is the most amazing man ever. He's smart, funny, loving, sweet, caring, handsome, righteous, everything I could possibly want in my husband. No one can put a smile on my face like he can. One look at him and I'm the happiest person in the world. My favorite sound: Mike's voice. My favorite sight: Mike smiling. My favorite person: Mike. No words can describe how i feel about him. I am the luckiest person ever.

I'm so grateful for him. It was a good weekend.