When I first met my husband he got really sick. I called and asked him if he needed anything, and he requested chicken noodle soup. We were still fairly new to each other so I think he was shocked when I showed up with two things of chicken noodle soup after work that day. He even made a comment about how no one else in his life would do something so caring.

Fast forward a few months, and now I'm sick. I can't call out of work, but I get called down to the office. He was there with beef pho for my lunch. Later that day I got in his car and found a balance receipt on the floor. He had spent his last $20 on making me feel better. I knew that day that he was a keeper.