…let me count the ways…
For most of my life I never thought I would get married. Don’t ask me where that idea/belief came from but it was honestly how I felt in my heart. You know how you can picture yourself doing things, well, walking up the aisle was just not one of them for me. Even after I met Chris I just didn’t think it would happen. I knew I would be with him, that I would spent my life with him but I never “saw” a wedding, white dress, flowers, church, etc. I asked myself the whole list of questions, “should I wait for him”, “will this be worth it”, ” am I missing out on something better by staying”, “why am I doing this to myself, this isn’t fair to me”, etc. You ladies know the list. then bang… the question was popped, the ring was in place, the dress fitted, and there was the aisle…
Now the best part is… our married days are so much better then our dating days. Not that they weren’t great, cause something obviously kept me here, but this married life is so much sweeter. One thing that has remained consistent is my honey’s amazing ability to not only listen but remember what I say. He more than supports my addiction and actually encourages it. He also knows the names of all my heros…as you can see below…my cup runneth over.
This one to cheer me up…(see the brain off leash post)
This one because he heard me coveting a friend’s copy…
This one, my first birthday after our wedding…
And this one right after knitting camp
Thank you baby….much love…
Geez, can he love me too?
Obviously he’s a keeper!