"You can't measure manhood with a tape line around his biceps."

- Billy Sunday

So...what can you do instead?

Well...

You can measure it by the man who will take dance classes with you for your birthday. And surprise you by being better at it than you ever imagined. You can measure it by the man who will put everything on hold, including his own exhaustion and his own inner demons, to take care of you when you are sick. You can measure it by the man who will change a flat tire, on the side of the interstate, without drama or cursing or even one impatient facial expression. You can measure it by the man who will buy you the ridiculously inappropriate black satin high heel shoes just because you like them. You can measure it by the man who grows a mustache merely because you've always wanted to see how he looks with one. You can measure it by the man who knows where to find the video of your daughter's first steps and how to restore it to your computer. You can measure it by the man, who for the above reasons and countless, countless others makes you thankful each and every day that you were blessed enough to be asked to be his. And that you said yes. Without even knowing all that you know. Without even knowing, to be honest, very much at all. Except that he was a man faithful of the trust you were placing in him. And that as a result you would never be the same person again.