Being my wife can’t be easy (keep the jokes to a minimum, please). I am your classic workaholic, and with two young kids at home (ages 1 and 3) and a household to run, my wife easily works as much if not more than I do. Broken servers, problem customer, internal politics and long hours don’t hold a candle to potty-training, pre-school, cooking, cleaning and paying the bills, and I understand and appreciate every day how lucky I am.
Everything I am, everything I accomplish, everything I succeed at, I know it’s because she’s there to support me. Thank you baby, and Happy Valentine’s Day.