I have a wonderful husband.
Like seriously great.
After nine and a half years together, I love and appreciate him more than ever.
I literally cry when I think of all the time I took him for granted. Wanted him to be different. Didn’t encourage him enough. Became impatient with him. Didn’t show him the respect that he deserved.
Those years make me want to spend the rest of our years together making up for lost time.
He’s a true gem of a man and I often feel bad talking too much or blogging too much about how special he is. I feel like it’s bragging or something, but what better thing to brag about than my husband, right?
I mean it’s not like I’m bragging about anything that I am. I’m bragging about the beautiful gift that God chose to give little old me.
A gift that I treasure so deeply now.
Just a few of my favorite things about him are…
the way he loves me for exactly who I am. Warts, dysfunction, craziness and all.
how tender and loving he is with Grace. He’s totally smitten with her and it’s written all over his face every time he looks at her.
his impeccable discipline. The man does things the right way. He may take his time with things (which has been known to drive me crazy) but it’s because he’s doing them excellently. It’s no wonder he’s rocking medical school while still being an amazing husband and father.
how much he loves reading. He makes it a priority even when life is crazy, and I love that about him.
his piercing blue eyes. They are the color of sapphires and they melt my heart every time.
the depth of his faith. He’s totally the spiritual head of our household and I have so much respect for his knowledge of the Bible and his desire to grow daily in his walk with God.
the way he listens to me. Like really really listens. Whether I’m prattling on about blogging, my to do list, and the book I’m reading or I’m really stirred up by the things God is doing in my heart, my fears, my shortcomings, my hopes and my dreams. It’s obvious that whatever happens to be on my mind is important enough for him to give me his full attention.
how he can appreciate a fine dining experience followed by a ballet just as much as a greasy burger and fries before a great action movie.
the fact that he likes to shop. It’s not unlike him to suggest an outing to the mall and have it really be something he’ll enjoy doing with me.
the way he thinks about things so differently than I do. We both have blind spots in our thinking, but he can be so level-headed, optimistic and forgiving at the times that I’m irrational, pessimistic and bitter. His gentle way of helping me to see the other side of situations is truly amazing.
his quirky sense of humor. There are things that I think couldn’t be less funny, but I know he’ll think are hilarious. There are things I know we’ll both crack up about. And then there are my favorite things….the hundreds of inside jokes that only he and I really get :)
I could go on and on, but the best things about him can’t be reduced to words.
He’s my best friend in the whole world and I thank God daily for choosing to give him to me.
I love you, babe. You’re incredible :)