My husband. Did you all really think I’d let you get away without fawning over the guy another time? Did ya? If so, ya don’t know me very well. I love my husband. We’ve been through a lot together. The long trips to visit, the Internet conversations, being separated by distance during our marriage, money problems, moving more times than I want to count, illness, injury, and on and on and on. None of these things would have happened if not for him, but my life would be pretty boring and unfulfilled without him. Would I have made it on my own? Yes, most certainly I would have figured everything out, gotten my act together and made a life for myself. But I am really glad I never had to. I would have missed out on so much.
There’s times when we know something is coming, and we just look at each other, and it kind of a wordless, well, brace yourself kind of look that passes between us, and we each hitch up our bootstraps in one hand, grab each other with the free one, and plow through it together. Usually, we come out laughing the other side. That’s definitely one thing I love about my husband, is his ability to make me laugh. I’ll admit, since Keeley was born, I haven’t laughed a whole lot. I giggle at her sometimes, but I’m mostly too worn out to have a big laugh over anything. I don’t have any idea now what it was the other night, but we were rolling in bed laughing, trying to not wake the poor girl up. Maybe that’s the beauty of it, you have no idea what was funny, but the laughter’s echo remains, like a ripple in a pond, where someone disturbed the water by tossing in a stone. You may not be able to see the other shore, but the waves from the stone’s descent eventually find their way to you.
I don’t know if I can ever fully explain why my husband is so special, I think words can sometimes be meaningless in the face of life. Sometimes there are no words, but a touch, a shared smile, a single tear, can speak volumes. Here are a few words to explain my husband though, and I’ll stop when I get to ten: brave, dependable, sexy, intelligent, independent, boyish, moral, solid, flexible, funny. Oh well, he’s so much more than that, but I think you get the picture. He’s a real upstanding guy, with just enough swagger and silliness to not be staid. He’s the young oak tree, he doesn’t let too much get to him, and when the big winds blow, he lets it blow, protecting all in his path from the storm. I love you hon.
What a wonderful tribute to your husband.
He sounds like a treasure, and it sounds like you know it.
A perfect recipe for a good marriage.