#010: Puppy Love
I've taken note that lately I've been seeing a few a posts spring up about the love that the women of the blogosphere have for their husbands. And as I read some of these posts, I thought about how much I really do love my hubby. Although at times, you'll read my posts and think otherwise...I really don't know what I would do without him. Really. Ever since we first got together we've been pretty much inseparable. I love that about him. He's always there in case I need anything...ranging from a shoulder to a cry on ... or an ear to scream into. He picks up the pieces before I even realize that they're broken. And he's always on top of things when I can't hold it together. He takes me somewhere that I had no knowledge of before. He was my first for a lot of things. Not all things. He wasn't my first kiss, or my first boyfriend, but other than those 2, he's my first everything else. And not just my first everything. He's generally my everything. If he left, I would be a shell of the personality that I am right now. Some people might joke that I might be better that way...but people wouldn't like me if he wasn't there to make me a better person. He makes me friendlier, by telling me when I'm being too harsh with someone. He makes me smarter, by challenging me when I'm sure I've got the answers to everything (which in turn makes me go look it up and hey, you learn something new every day). He makes me smile when I should be irate. If it wasn't for him...I'm not sure that I'd be here. There's been some hard times that I don't know if I could have handled on my own. And, he's the one who helped me make this baby that's going to be coming out so soon. I love him and I don't think I tell him enough. Now I can't wait for him to call me on his break.
