There is no one who can make me run through the gamut of emotions quite like my wife. Love is a tapestry, and love is a promise, and love is pretty damn epic. She can stress me out if she is snappy or irritated with me. Not wanting to let her down can stress me out. If she is happy with me, I’m extra-happy. She can simultaneously leave me feeling weak and mighty. I am absolutely at her beck and call.