Friday, March 9, 2012

My Reality

When I was a little girl, I played make believe.  I pretended to cook, clean, and to be a mom with my baby dolls.  In my naive mind I imagined a man, a husband.  He was brave and strong and very handsome, and he loved me.  It was just a dream.  Some might call it a fairy tale or the immature longings of a girl who believed in romance.  But today I am lucky enough to say that I call it my life, because you are the man of my dreams.  Your humor drew me in and your kindness kept me there.  It wasn't long (a week to be exact) before I knew I loved you, I could marry you, raise children with you, and grow old with you.  Watching you now, as Preston's father, makes me see how right I was.  Preston and I could not be more blessed.  You are a man among men.  You stand out as you lead our family.  You are my heart, my life, my best friend, and my soul mate; not to mention you give the best foot massages Texas.  You are unique and beautiful, and you are mine.  As time goes by, I stop and think about all the memories we've made, the good times we've shared and the love between us that keeps growing.  You are a blessing from above - one that I do not take for granted.  I thank you for all the things you've done and do for Preston and me on a daily bases.  Not only are you a wonderful husband, you're a terrific father, provider and caregiver.

We don't agree on everything, but the respect we have for one another I would not trade for anything.  You listen to me, and really hear me.  You encourage me when I doubt myself.  You cry with me when times are tough and you love me like no one else could or can.
More than anything Babe, I want you to know that I love you more than I ever dreamed, more than words, more than life.  I'm forever grateful for your love and I am proud to be your wife.


Preston, while you are growing into a young man, I hope you look to your father as an example; they don't get much better than him.  The love he has for you runs deep and he is proud to have you as his son.  Listen to him, laugh with him, and most of all respect him.

 

 


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