My wonderful, sweet husband. You come home from a long day of work to a house that isn't clean and two kids that are screaming and fighting. I try really hard to rush down the stairs to the front door and greet you with a big hug and kiss, and sometimes I accomplish that. I try so hard to have a hot meal prepared and ready by the time you walk in, and sometimes I accomplish that too.
You have been the love of my life since our early twenties and you will be the love of my life when we reach the age of 100. You have seen me at my best and you have seen me at my worst and yet here you are still loving me. I'm sure more times than not I have failed at doing what I should do as a wife but you have never stopped being the amazing partner that you are. You unselfishly give of yourself in so many ways.
My favorite moments are late at night after the kids are tucked into bed, knowing we made it through another day, and we just sit on the couch watching television together. Oh, the foot rubs you give me are pretty amazing too. I'm glad we have some time to devote to each other. That's so important in a marriage. I know I don't always follow through with what 1 Corinthians 7:5 says and I appreciate you understanding that I am not always affectionate and sometimes need my space but when we are together it really is special.
Even though you have physical pain you never let that define you. You still get up and go to work and insist on doing everything an able bodied person can do, even when it hurts. You are an inspiration. But if it ever gets to a point where you have to stop ... I will be here.
I can't believe the boy who sat five seats in front of me in Business Management class ended up being my soul mate. "I have found the one whom my soul loves" -- Song of Solomon 3:4
I will love you until I take my last breath.
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