I dedicate this day to my husband. He says he's supposed to honor me today but I feel the same towards him. A long time ago, he promised me the 'ride of my life'. I loved that the moment he first said it. It sounded so adventurous, so mystifying, so wonderful. I can honestly say, thus far has really been quite a ride. It has been all that I thought it would be and more. Much much more.
--Do we have our differences? Oh yes.
--Do we love each other? Madly.
--Do we agree on how to raise the boys? Mostly (but from time to time I have to pull the kid out of him-).
--Do we support each of our hopes and dreams? You bet.
He makes me laugh. He makes me cry. He makes me livid. He teaches me new things. He is a very wonderful daddy. He still makes my heart flutter. I believe it's called passion. There is no way you will ever agree on everything and some things in life are just not important enough to continue to make an issue over. It's called acceptance. You just accept the other person for who they are and move on. It's a good trait to have if you can do it. I have had to learn it. It's very worth it.
He's a funny man. He's my funny Valentine. It doesn't feel like we've been married for eleven plus years, sometimes it feels shorter and sometimes it feels longer. Mostly it feels just right. Like a perfect fit. He fills me up and I'm so thankful I found my soul mate in him. It's quite the perfect ride if I do say so myself.
Happy Valentines Day!
Jenn
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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