my husband

I was watching Walking Dead earlier and a scene made me scream my brains out and cry, like, totally, completely--screaming, crying, snot and tears and gasping for breath. He came running out of the back room, and even after he found out why I was crying, hugged me and rubbed my head and kissed me all over--assured me that I wasn't an idiot and I had a right to be sad.

How the fuck did I get so lucky?