
Perhaps I should consider enjoying this time in my life instead of anticipating the milestones that come next. I have found myself thinking about the strong memories of my childhood a lot lately, that happens often this time of year, and I wonder how those same kinds of moments will play out in Easton's life. I am certainly excited to hear my son say my name and I cannot wait until he knows what I mean when I tell him I love him. His first day of school will arrive all too soon, and rudely remind me of the speed at which time travels, and still, I get tearful thinking about him coming through the front door after school with his little backpack bouncing back and forth as he darts across the house to show us the art project he did in class that day. I look so forward to these moments and yet they will be gone the second they occur, leaving us with nothing but the hope of a memory to recall when another year has passed.
25 years ago my husband was in Kindergarten. He was born and raised in the same town both of his parents were brought up in. Through his family, he has strong roots and a place in the history of a beautiful, small town. He has 30 years of friendships, memories and stories that will be shared for years by the people he has spent his life with.
Chris is an incredible person and good to the core. His sense of humor sees us through hard times and awkward moments. He has a born gift when it comes to dealing with me. His smile sees me through moments I might have otherwise not survived. My husband is the best father I could have asked for my children to have and he is a loving, selfless friend that I have the honor of sharing my life with. He knows me better than I know myself. He knows where I leave all the things I lose and even deciphered my taste in jewelry before I owned any! He cooks, he cleans, he even snuggles!! He doesn't make me listen to music that I might not be into, and he never complains about what is on the menu for dinner. In the time I have been with him, Chris's ambition for life and work has never faltered. We are always doing something fun but he knows what is important and always takes care of business. He does what is needed, will help a friend who needs him and leads a simple, honest life. I never have to wonder what he is thinking because he speaks truthfully and genuinely.
I know how truly lucky I am in this life. To have a husband who undoubtedly loves me and whom I trust whith my whole heart is a blessing I sometimes can't believe I was given.
I love you, Chris.
Love,
Me
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