"They are kind to each other's hopes. They cherish one another's dreams."
Henry David Thoreau
If anyone had ever told me the first year of marriage would be hard I wouldn't have believed them. 11 months in, I'd be inclined to agree with them now. It hasn't been easy adjusting to being married at times, I'm not sure why, with every day that goes by though, it gets easier and I find myself thanking God over and over again for my sweet husband.
Even when I can be mad at my husband and just not liking him at all!.. I still have to melt a little inside when he walks through that door at the end of the day and think to myself how much I do love him. He always draws me in with a hug and a kiss as soon as he can, everything that has happened during the day falls away and all the long lines in the grocery store or fighting with the washing machine, all those "troubles" suddenly are worth it because I was doing them all for his benefit and comfort. He's my best friend and I am his. Its funny to think that just a year ago he wasn't my husband, I wasn't his wife, our relationship wasn't as deep or strong or as wonderful as it is now. Now we have the same last name, a real solid future to build together, the hope of little babies someday to raise together, the knowledge of having each other to hold our whole lives through, all of our late night pillow talks and dreams are coming true, everything is more wonderful simply because we're married. Sometimes I just look at this man with his green hazel kaleidoscope eyes and quick easy smile, the way he stands when he's talking to me, I'll see the glint of his wedding band on his hand and I have to blurt out to him " You're my husband!" simply because I love him so and the realization that this wonderful guy wanted me to love and to grow old with makes so much joy bubble up in my heart that I don't know what to do.
When I was a little girl, I had a long checklist of what I wanted in the "perfect" husband and I would pray every night that God would give me a man like that and I was smart enough to realize that my future husband was a little boy growing up too, he wasn't all grown up suspended in time waiting for me somewhere, so I would pray for this little boy that wherever he was in the world that he would grow up to be a wonderful man and that he would listen to his parents and do well in school and who would love me for me. God answered every single one of those prayers in my Jamie, he provided me with all I asked for and so much more. That's how I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was meant to be with him and that's how I know that my Lord answers prayers.
Now I pray for my husband all day long. I saw this list recently and I thought it was a nice little reminder.
Jamie sweetheart, I love you more than you will ever know. Thank you for being such a good man and husband. <3
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