Friday, August 12, 2011
Part one: Dallas work trip
I was proud of myself that I did really well this week. I had one bad night and I think losing my blogs brought on some major emotions. I missed his shoulder to lean on and his compassion.
One the things that caused me to fall in love with this man is the gift of his listening ear. No matter how many words I need to get out he listens. Of course quite often it's forced by my turning off the television, but if I need him to really listen, he does.
My mom always said that the longer you live with your mate the more you love them. When I was first married and struggling through transition from being a spoiled kid to figuring out how to be a wife I never dreamed that our love would become what it is today.
We NEED one another. We need to just know the other person is in the other room or close by. We need to walk past one another and just stop to hug, kiss and say I love you.
He is my rock and my very best friend. He's my cheerleader ALWAYS. He sees the best in me and defends me always.
Yes, we bicker from time to time. Our kids think we are turning into my parents (eyes rolling.) Even though we debate, we rarely ever fight. We've arrived to a place of understanding and realizing how short life is and that, "Being together is a beautiful place to be." These words are printed above our bed with this photo of us in Mexico celebrating our 30th anniversary. A constant reminder of the goodness of the Lord in giving me this man.
That 5PM flight can't get here soon enough.