Today is the day we are celebrating 16 years of marriage. So today Im writing down how thankful I am for my husband. Because when I think of our marriage and where we are today and who we are today, its so much more than just that little word marriage. My goodness, its a journey, its learning, its struggling and thriving and crying and laughing and this morning its a flood of memories. My husband is the one who balances me and my crazy impulsive personality. In my big picture rush he takes the time to look at the details. He helps me put the breaks on my (on many occasions) irrationality. Hes the one who tells me every day how beautiful I am. Hes the one who will sleep on the very corner of the bed while me and KK dominate the covers and steel every square inch of the mattress. Hes the one who will listen to my crazy red head emotionally driven anger and just calmly say, Call me back when you calm down...I love you. So, I calm down, I apologize for the millionth time for saying things I dont really mean and he forgives me...again. Hes the one who is crazy about me and wishes on a weekly basis we could just leave the world and live on deserted island together. Hes the most loyal and committed man Ive ever met. When KK was born, hes the one who looked across the room at my tear stained face and swollen eyes and holding our daughter and smiling said, Shes amazing and we can do this. He may have been upset or even a little sad, but he never showed it. I was a wreck enough for both of us. He stayed strong and loved that baby and encouraged me with his whole heart. Today shes completely stolen his heart and that man would go over the moon for his little girl. Hes the one who gave up everything, joined the army, worked full time and went to school full time to get his degree and give our family a better life. Hes the one who is making so many sacrifices for our son to be in the private school we know he needs to be in. Hes the one who lets me chase my dreams and listens to every song I write. Hes the one who will lay with me for hours and just talk and listen. Hes the one I can laugh with till it hurts over the silliest things (hand cap!...inside joke)...o yeah...and we have a million inside jokes. He really is my best friend. When I see his truck in the driveway when I pull up to the house I still get excited just that hes home. We still fight, we still have struggles...lots of them, we still annoy each other, but I wouldnt change it. I really wouldnt. I couldnt say that for years. It was hard. We had to fight. But today, yes today...it is all worth it. I love this man. With everything in me I love this man. And babe, Im glad we fought for our love. We fought for our marriage, we fought for our children. And weve won. Thank you for loving me like only you can love me. You are my beloved! Song of Solomon 6:3 I am my beloveds and my beloved is mine.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 17:49:47 +0000
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