My relationship is very important, in a way - it keeps me alive. I have the bone structure of an 80 year old man (My doctors words, not mine.) and am in constant agony from my frail, arthritis riddled bones. Yet I don't mope, I don't let it prevent life for one reason - Chie, my wonderful wife. I would have laid down and died, giving up on my life the day I heard many of my conditions could never be fixed. But Chie was there with a smile, and she gave me reason to keep on living. So from her, I gain love - and more importantly, I gain life. The only sacrifice I would say I make for her is I do often get myself injured, but hey - no pain no gain; plus it is rare that I throw a disc or anything like that. She provides companionship, she's smart, she's funny, we have an active and healthy sex life and sure we've had some fights and arguments and disagreements - but we are faithful and even before we were married, we were always happy around each other. Plus she has a wonderful family that has preserved me as well, and recently we adopted a young girl named Moriko who lost her parents back in Japan, and Chie is of course Japanese and plays a large part in their community here in Utah - and Moriko is a very smart and fun young girl and she's brought even more light into our lives, giving me even more puropose and reason to maintain a relationship with Chie.