I love my husband. I’m sure you already have that figured out if you have been reading my blog for any length of time. He’s not perfect (neither am I) but he is perfect for me. He might be Grumpy but he can also be loving in a surprising amount of ways. Like when I roll over and face the other direction in bed – and he reaches over to lay his hand on my arm. And keeps it there. Like when we are watching a movie together and he will come sit on the couch beside me, reach over and take my hand and say “You know, your not too bad for an old buzzard.” . There is also the time I came home from work to find he had found the toothbrush holder and shower head to match our bathroom. Or even the night he kissed me in my sleep. How could I not love him? When he obviously loves me. He has a tough exterior and many wouldn’t know he has a soft heart. Let me tell you all. He’s not all that bad.
It has been almost 10 years since our first date….where I thought he stood me up. We were meeting at the theater to go see “The Others”. I got there and I waited. I waited some more. Then, I waited a little longer. I got up and went to my car figuring he had stood me up. I sat behind my wheel and thought why am I out here? You see, I didn’t just go to be with Grumpy. I also went because I wanted to see the movie! I got back out of my car and headed into the mall. As I was walking in from the back entrance, there was Grumpy-walking into the front entrance. He had a flat tire on the way to meet me. He wasn’t standing me up at all. I guess we were just meant to be.
We have been married for 6 years now. Not really all that long when I think about it. But we have been through a lot together in that short amount of time. Still going through a lot. Through it all though, my love for him is still strong. His happiness or pain, it is all mine too. I will stand beside him for the rest of my life. No matter what happens.