After an entire year of marriage, I am settled in and still very deeply, happily in love with this husband of mine. They always said that the first year would be the hardest and I admit there were some challenges to tackle, but some of the challenges weren't even in our hands and left to our lord above, yet they never interefered with our deep devotion to each other.
Every evening when we snuggle into bed, we hold each other tight and stare into each other's eyes and say something that we are feeling and leaving the other smiling before we drift off into dreamland. Every morning when we wake up, we remind each other how thankful we are to have crossed paths (three years ago), thank you to our Lord Father Above. My husband always reminds me, that because of me, it's so tough to get out of bed each morning and "go do that work thing." I giggle, not letting him go for just another minute, if only we had forever to stay here in this moment. But we do disentangle because we must provide for our family.
That moment when the clock says five p.m., I'm bustling in the
kitchen cooking dinner for our family, which my husband should be home in fifteen or
twenty minutes, I'm so ready to kiss him and tell him I love him, though
most likely I will still be over the stove and he will walk in, smile,
and after taking off his dirt-clogged, steel-toed boots, would
walk behind me and wrap his arms around me, nibble on my ear and tell me
he loves me, which then I find myself kissing him deeply, forgetting
what I'm doing as we are lost in our passion. However, my boy or Tex, our pup, would find a way to break the moment not long after it had begun and we would resume our tasks at hand.
Finding love was the most amazing moment in my life, (next to the birth of my son) and I wish every relationship the same warm fuzzy feelings that I feel inside every day. In this lifetime, we will live happily ever after.
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