Mr. SP has a seizure disorder, which has caused much difficulty in his working and personal life. He cannot drive a car, and has to work twice as hard as me to learn something new. He and his family escaped from what is now the Czech Republic when he was 16, arriving with no English at all, and hardly a dime to their names. He worked to learn the language, and put himself through university without even losing a year due to the language issue. He never complains, never whines about his medical issues, and just soldiers on. He is one of the hardest working and most dedicated professionals I have ever known. He has worked jobs he hated, just to make sure that my son and I have been taken care of. He is very frugal with money, but generous when needed.
When our son was young, he would take him to a nearby ravine, and spend hours 'frogging' with him, wandering the trails, pointing out garter snakes, ground hogs, etc. All while being eaten alive by mosquitoes. He would play in the wading pool/and or bathtub with him, build snow forts in the winter, and never worry about looking silly to the neighbours. He is not handy (that's why he married me :p), but will carry anything, lift anything, dig anything I ask him to, without complaint.
He takes care of all dead (and sometimes dismembered by the lawn mower) rodents and birds that seem to find their way to our porch or lawn, courtesy of next door's cat and our neighbourhood hawk. For that, he has my undying gratitude!
And he has the most gorgeous green eyes I have ever seen.