Sir Tarnish-A-Lot...my Knight in shining armor

I married my Knight in Shining Armor, really I did. He is that tall, dark and handsome guy that I wrote about in my diary as a young girl. He's strong. And hunts and changes oil. He moves 2,000 pound pallets in one shove! (Of course, he has bruses all over to prove it... but he's man enough to take it!) He is amazing! His name... Daryl (aka) Sir Tarnish-A-Lot. What???
You want to know what makes him my "perfect" knight? He ISN'T perfect. In movies or novels, girls have been deceived into thinking that life would be dreamy if they could find that perfect guy. Let's face it... those stories are found in the fiction section of the library. Now, before you error in thinking I am knocking my sweet Daryl, think on this. He, my imperfect knight of a husband, CHOOSES to love me, stay with me, provide for me, and spend time with me even though we are both broken, selfish, sinful, quarky people. There is a bible verse that says, "Love covers a multitude of sin..." How true this is. True love, is love that sees that neither of us is even close to perfect, yet, it still loves despite the flaws. And not grudgingly either. As a young bride, I used to think our relationship would be better if Daryl could get his act together where he was weak. Now, I can truly say, there isn't anything he could do that would make me love him less. His armor isn't flawless, it has tarnish. But he is MY knight and I love him for who he is. The amazing thing, he loves this peasant girl. And she is not tarnished, but covered in mud. We make a good pair though. Sir Tarnish-A-Lot and Lady Full-of-Dirt. But with love, I see nothing but an amazingly strong and wonderful man whom I'm thankful for. And I am loved by him. That is a great non-fiction story! THE END