Six years ago I was bawling my eyes out. I was doing pretty well at not crying until I saw my dad that day. He was tearing up a little and that set me off. I cried for the next half hour off and on. Lovely pictures that makes of course. It was my wedding, well, it was just before my wedding and during. I was a very happy watering pot that evening.
I am so very thankful for my husband. He has been an amazing partner, friend, supporter, shoulder, rock, father, and every other role he has played in our lives together. I could not imagine a better man for me. He sees me at my weakest and loves me. He shows so much support when I am excited about something (he even looks over my cards and enthuses over them without my asking him to). He knows me, quirks and downright oddities. I am thrilled to have been with him through two deployments and two kids in our eight years together. I can't wait to enjoy the evening with him when he gets home from drill...
I should really consider looking back over the last 6 years and see how many he has been away for though. I think we are about half of them! Oh well, army doesn't get put on hold for anniversaries.
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