We've been married since 2005. The first year was HARD. And I mean hard. We were both a little older and a little more set in our ways than some couples we know. It took a long time for us to really get comfortable with each other, to learn quirks, and to frankly, put up with each other. Sometimes we still struggle. He likes to talk about politics and money..I don't. I love reality shows and musical theater..he tolerates it.
But we have one big thing in common. We love B with all our hearts. He's a great daddy. The first thing he says when coming home is "Where's my boy???" I rank second in greetings, but that's ok. He gets the hard jobs, the physical stuff that I never have to do. When we're in public and we're having trouble getting B to behave or stay with us, he hoists that 53 lb boy up on his shoulders like he's a feather. Wiggling and all he manages to keep him inline.
I often struggle emotionally, and he's my rock. He's strong when I can't be. He looks toward the future and doesn't wallow in the "what could have been". He saves tirelessly to make sure that we're both well taken care of now and in the some day. The man can squeeze a penny and make two out of it. I often tease him for his thriftiness. I can't tell you the clothing I've had to throw out secretly because he thinks he can get another wearing out of it.
He loves God. He's dedicated to trying to become a good leader for our house. He will tell you he'll pray for you, and mean it. He cares for his friends.
He's not perfect, but he's mine and I love him for all he does. Thank you for being such a great Father to our special son!
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