Topic # 3 from the baby making machine playlist
It is no secret that I met my husband in high school. I knew I loved him from the moment we started to get to know each other; he was funny, intelligent, good looking, ambitious, and excited about life. He was everything none of my other boyfriends were. I knew he was different. I don't want anyone to think that the feelings were mutual...he did not even know I existed...I did not chase him, mutual friends had a role in us dating. I did have a uber crush on him and possibly told some people.
After high school, I went off to college a few hours away from home. We continued to date and then he went on his mission. I waited for him. Our relationship has ALWAYS been at a good place and we both have always been understanding of each other's needs. While on his mission, I wrote him weekly to let him know I still cared. He was my first love and I knew with all my heart that someday I would marry him. I LOVED him and I LOVE him even more today. Our marriage isn't roses, we do have our problems, but it is nothing that will dismiss our love and loyalty to each other. We know what makes each other tick and we know how to have fun. He knows how to make me laugh even when I am not in the greatest of moods. He knows me like no other and he understands me and why I am who I am.
He is not only my husband, he is my children's father, my superman, my knight and shining armor, my LOVE. I know he loves me with all his heart and I can only hope I "know him know him" as much as he knows me. He is a GREAT father, better than I ever had, and I am so blessed to have someone so anxiously engaged in my children and dedicated to them. One of his favorite things to do is to take my daughters out on daddy-daughter dates. That alone warms my heart. He is not perfect, neither am I, but I would not have it any other way.
