The Wonderful Thing about Kennys

Is Kennys are wonderful things!
My husband is the greatest. So great, in fact, that I have trouble keeping up. Last week he worked 35 hours, plus 3 hours of tutoring, plus 15 hours in class (not counting homework.) He makes half our meals, does most of the dishes (my job is to put away the clean ones), and keeps me happy.
Yesterday I had a minor breakdown because I feel like I don't do enough to deserve such a great guy. We came home after Sunday school cause I figured I just needed to nap to make my brain be quiet and the world would look rosier when I woke up. That's how I always dealt with depression in the past. But no, sweet Kenny just cuddled with me while I cried and whenever I say "I'm so sorry you have to deal with this (my depression)" he just says "Oh, no! I have to cuddle with my beautiful wife!" I didn't take a nap at all, Kenny cheered me up in no time. These little depression incidents are getting fewer and farther between... maybe only twice a month, and then I usually know its my depression and I just need to get it out of my system. I want to emphasize how great that is. I've never been this happy or this in control of my emotions- and I'm not even taking any meds!
I love how much fun we have together. Seriously, not a day goes by that we don't play a game, watch a movie (my pastime of choice) or wander around the mall (kenny's pastime of choice.) I love that neither of us can handle not being near each other. Often when Kenny tutors I''ll be home alone an it's torture! Then once I came home from work a little late so Kenny had been home alone and when I opened the door he rushes over and goes "Oh, I'm so sorry to ever leave you home alone, it's miserable!"
It's too cold, so Kenny can't ride his vespa much, but I'm secretly happy because I get to give him rides everywhere. I "have" to come home at lunch so he can have the car, but really I just love having lunch with him, even if the drive home takes longer than lunch itself.
In short, Kenny is the most-perfect-for-me man ever.