I fondly remember an interesting chat with my true love that made me aware that we were meant to be. He mentioned that he bit his dog when his dog bit him, his dog never bit him again. I had done the same thing with my cat. That kind of logic should not be tossed aside for someone else to marry. That man was all mine at "I bit my dog".
He has a few other endearing qualities but I'll save those for another day. I'd hate to overwhelm anyone with all of his amazingness all at once.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Dear husband,
I am writing you at this time to express my love and gratitude. There are so many things about you that I appreciate, that I can't begin to describe how happy you make me. There are the little things that mean so much, like unloading the dishwasher (which you know I hate to do), warming up the car when it's butt cold outside, making sure there is enough fuel in the fire to keep us warm all day while you are at work. Thank you for each and every thing you do, they do not go unnoticed or unappreciated.
Thank you for your willingness to take on projects to make the house nicer, even when we bite off more than we can chew, you make sure it gets done and it gets done right. Thank you for putting the bathroom back together, much more beautifully than it was before, that I gutted when you were at work. Thank you for installing light fixtures, switching all the ugly cream colored switches and outlet to white, replacing all the boring trim with pretty new stuff. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I love that when you come home from work everyday the first thing you do is hand out hugs. That is simply the best part of my day, I miss you every minute you are away. Thank you for providing for our family, I've come to realize how rare it is for a man to provide for his family out of love and kindness and still be a great husband and father.
For years I dreamed of being a beautiful bride with a big party and prettiness all around, but my dream of happiness ended there. You see, before I met you, I thought I'd be relegated to being in a boring relationship full of demeaning, belittling comments. I thought my happiness would begin and end at the wedding.
Instead of a wedding we said our vows in front of the justice of the peace, instead of boring I found excitement. Instead of being the oppressed little wife I expected I'd become, I am an equal part of this marriage. I am treated with dignity and respect, my opinions mean something, my needs and wants are not only considered but typically met with enthusiasm and zeal.
Trust grows over time, I have complete trust in you. I know you will never hurt me, I know you will never leave me, I know you will always be by my side and be my man until the end of time. Thank you for giving me something to trust.
I never have to worry that I let you down, I never have to worry that I disappoint you, I never become concerned that you'll be angry at me. I've never worried that you'd hit me or use words to crush my spirit. You build me up when I am down, you make me smile when I frown, you cheer me up when I am sad, you make me laugh when I am mad. You have always been supportive and backed me in every thing I've expressed interest in doing. Thank you.
You have taught me to live and to love, you have given me the confidence to succeed. You have made me a better person, I am better for having known you, and I am stronger having loved you.
Thank you for teaching me to love, showing me how to live. Thank you for choosing me to live and love with, thank you for being mine.
I wouldn't trade a single day with you for anything in the world, you have made me incredibly happy.
~your wife, forever and for always
S
Thank you for your willingness to take on projects to make the house nicer, even when we bite off more than we can chew, you make sure it gets done and it gets done right. Thank you for putting the bathroom back together, much more beautifully than it was before, that I gutted when you were at work. Thank you for installing light fixtures, switching all the ugly cream colored switches and outlet to white, replacing all the boring trim with pretty new stuff. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I love that when you come home from work everyday the first thing you do is hand out hugs. That is simply the best part of my day, I miss you every minute you are away. Thank you for providing for our family, I've come to realize how rare it is for a man to provide for his family out of love and kindness and still be a great husband and father.
For years I dreamed of being a beautiful bride with a big party and prettiness all around, but my dream of happiness ended there. You see, before I met you, I thought I'd be relegated to being in a boring relationship full of demeaning, belittling comments. I thought my happiness would begin and end at the wedding.
Instead of a wedding we said our vows in front of the justice of the peace, instead of boring I found excitement. Instead of being the oppressed little wife I expected I'd become, I am an equal part of this marriage. I am treated with dignity and respect, my opinions mean something, my needs and wants are not only considered but typically met with enthusiasm and zeal.
Trust grows over time, I have complete trust in you. I know you will never hurt me, I know you will never leave me, I know you will always be by my side and be my man until the end of time. Thank you for giving me something to trust.
I never have to worry that I let you down, I never have to worry that I disappoint you, I never become concerned that you'll be angry at me. I've never worried that you'd hit me or use words to crush my spirit. You build me up when I am down, you make me smile when I frown, you cheer me up when I am sad, you make me laugh when I am mad. You have always been supportive and backed me in every thing I've expressed interest in doing. Thank you.
You have taught me to live and to love, you have given me the confidence to succeed. You have made me a better person, I am better for having known you, and I am stronger having loved you.
Thank you for teaching me to love, showing me how to live. Thank you for choosing me to live and love with, thank you for being mine.
I wouldn't trade a single day with you for anything in the world, you have made me incredibly happy.
~your wife, forever and for always
S
Friday, January 25, 2013
Sickness
My darling dear isn't feeling well today, which means he stayed home from work. I feel terrible that he is sick, but I'm so completely thrilled to have him home today. I love being able to see him, touch him, smell him, and hear him all day long. I'm reminded of a quote from Sweet Home Alabama when Melanie asks Jake, as a child, "What do you want to be married to me for, anyhow?" and he replies "So I can kiss you anytime I want". That is why I like my honey home, I can kiss him anytime I want.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Expanding
We had made the decision that shortly after our one year anniversary we would begin procreating. It didn't take long before pregnancy struck. I whisked my honey away after work one rainy day and we drove to a park. There was a little shelter at the picnic area and we ducked in there, Husband was confused and wondering what was going on. I handed him a card sharing with him the news that we were going to have a baby together.
Nine months later we welcomed our beautiful daughter into the world, he gave me the best gift I've ever received, the gift of motherhood. I'd spent my whole life wanting to be a mommy. We knew we wanted kids close in age so that they'd be able to play together and not drag out the baby stage. Nineteen months later we welcomed our son into the world.
My husband is not only an amazing spouse, he's an outstanding father. I'm so proud to be married to someone who loves his children as deeply as I do. I never thought that I'd love someone as truly and deeply as I do him.
Nine months later we welcomed our beautiful daughter into the world, he gave me the best gift I've ever received, the gift of motherhood. I'd spent my whole life wanting to be a mommy. We knew we wanted kids close in age so that they'd be able to play together and not drag out the baby stage. Nineteen months later we welcomed our son into the world.
My husband is not only an amazing spouse, he's an outstanding father. I'm so proud to be married to someone who loves his children as deeply as I do. I never thought that I'd love someone as truly and deeply as I do him.
Friends
He is more than just my husband, he is my best friend. He is funny, sweet, caring, sensitive and kind. He is everything I ever dreamed of and then some. We've been marrivery for over 6 years and I'm still frequently surprised at how amazingness.
My husband is the type of man who holds the door open for me, unloads the groceries in the rain, runs to the store to get whatever I'm craving at the moment, surprises me with gifts for no reason, lets me sleep in on weekends and accompanies me on weekend outings whenever my little heart desires.
Whenever my husband is away my heart aches for him. I miss laying next to him at night feeling so secure and safe, so protected and sure. I miss his hugs and his quick, trying not to breathe on me morning kisses. I miss holding his hand while driving, I miss cuddling on the couch watching movies. I miss his quick wit and teasing nature. I miss him grabbing my butt and trying to cop a feel every time he walks by. I miss him so deeply when he is not here. As I write this, he's been out of town for three days and doesn't return until tomorrow.
My husband is so caring and kind, so self sacrificing and loving.
My husband is the type of man who holds the door open for me, unloads the groceries in the rain, runs to the store to get whatever I'm craving at the moment, surprises me with gifts for no reason, lets me sleep in on weekends and accompanies me on weekend outings whenever my little heart desires.
Whenever my husband is away my heart aches for him. I miss laying next to him at night feeling so secure and safe, so protected and sure. I miss his hugs and his quick, trying not to breathe on me morning kisses. I miss holding his hand while driving, I miss cuddling on the couch watching movies. I miss his quick wit and teasing nature. I miss him grabbing my butt and trying to cop a feel every time he walks by. I miss him so deeply when he is not here. As I write this, he's been out of town for three days and doesn't return until tomorrow.
My husband is so caring and kind, so self sacrificing and loving.
Amazeballs
I seldom go a week without recognizing in some capacity or another just how lucky I am to have such an incredible husband. Tonight I had a part on the meeting and my dearest didn't hesitate to reply with a resounding yes when I asked him to accompany me to help with the kids. He left work right at five, stopped at the store and hurried home to eat, change and hit the road. We had hoped both kids would fall asleep on the way there so that we would have a more relaxed evening, but only E fell asleep and then awoke when we arrived.
He joined us a couple of weeks ago at a Sunday meeting to lend his hand and show his support for me. He is truly a selfless giver in every aspect of his life.
I could go on and on recounting various things he has done to show his love, the list is endless. His willingness to make sacrifices for the betterment of our children's future is very endearing, as well.
I can only hope and wish that I make him as happy as he makes me. Sometimes life seems so surreal when I reflect on the joy and happiness that I receive from my darling husband.
I never thought I'd be one to receive thoughtful gifts from the love of my life, I thought that stuff was for movies and dating. Imagine my surprise when 6.5 years later I still frequently have flowers, chocolates, and camera gear gifted to me by my husband. I struggle to reciprocate his kindness, not because of lack of desire, but because opportunities escape me.
As I hear him drifting off to sleep I want nothing more than to feel his warm, sexy body next to mine. I'm signing off to initiate operation cuddle time.
He joined us a couple of weeks ago at a Sunday meeting to lend his hand and show his support for me. He is truly a selfless giver in every aspect of his life.
I could go on and on recounting various things he has done to show his love, the list is endless. His willingness to make sacrifices for the betterment of our children's future is very endearing, as well.
I can only hope and wish that I make him as happy as he makes me. Sometimes life seems so surreal when I reflect on the joy and happiness that I receive from my darling husband.
I never thought I'd be one to receive thoughtful gifts from the love of my life, I thought that stuff was for movies and dating. Imagine my surprise when 6.5 years later I still frequently have flowers, chocolates, and camera gear gifted to me by my husband. I struggle to reciprocate his kindness, not because of lack of desire, but because opportunities escape me.
As I hear him drifting off to sleep I want nothing more than to feel his warm, sexy body next to mine. I'm signing off to initiate operation cuddle time.
My Love
I remember the moment that I realized that I was in love with my husband, I was driving down the highway at 78 MPH trying to arrive home before bad weather hit and left me stranded nine hours from home, work, and the man I would marry. He sent me a text saying he loved me and I almost drove off the road. I do not condone texting and driving, I did pull over shortly after receiving the text to try to get my head together and formulate a reply.
Four short months later I took his name. I had never been so in love and thought I finally knew the definition to true love. As the days turned into weeks and weeks into months, I realized I could not be more wrong. I confided in my husband that I thought I'd never love him more than the day we wed, but my love kept growing.
We started telling each other how much more we loved one another, I would frequently arrive back to my desk at work to find a post-it note with a +7 written on it. I'd get all giddy, my face would flush, my heart would start beating too quickly then I'd tuck that post-it away for safe keeping. The numbers got higher as the months passed by.
We spent our first anniversary touring Ireland, exploring castles, staying in hostels and B&Bs, and driving through the countyside. It was a week of marital bliss.
Four short months later I took his name. I had never been so in love and thought I finally knew the definition to true love. As the days turned into weeks and weeks into months, I realized I could not be more wrong. I confided in my husband that I thought I'd never love him more than the day we wed, but my love kept growing.
We started telling each other how much more we loved one another, I would frequently arrive back to my desk at work to find a post-it note with a +7 written on it. I'd get all giddy, my face would flush, my heart would start beating too quickly then I'd tuck that post-it away for safe keeping. The numbers got higher as the months passed by.
We spent our first anniversary touring Ireland, exploring castles, staying in hostels and B&Bs, and driving through the countyside. It was a week of marital bliss.
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