About 5 years ago, Bruce married you, the sweet courthouse clerk from a trial he had to attend. You were around his age and everyone adored you. You know how people say love makes you feel young? Well, you make Bruce feel his age.

You're not an old lady by any means, but you have old lady habits. You love reading, sewing, all that jazz. Just the other day, he caught you playing mahjong with Alfred. But he wouldn't trade you, or your homemade sweaters for the world.

You were just about the best decision he ever made. And he felt that decision be affirmed when you placed a fresh, hot slice of banana bread in front of him, like you just knew he was starving and refused to get up from his desk.

He doesn't believe in perfection, but you just might be that.