I love my Husband

I love my Husband

The last few days I have been thinking about how I want to write a post about how much I love Brian. I have no real structure in mind for this post, but I do just need to share my thoughts about him. I have gotten emotional a few times this past week thinking about how much I love him and how good he is to me – a true blessing from the Lord!

Brian works so hard. I was having a really hard time working at Great Harvest, the early mornings and sheer exhaustion I felt after work and in my first trimester. I voiced these concerns to him, and every time he encouraged me to quit. I was scared. I’ve never quit a job before – just gotten fired, ha. I finally put in my notice and worked 3 more weeks. This was so scary for me, I was worried about our finances. The thing I love is that Brian is committed to provide for our needs. He didn’t want me to hold the burden of working outside the home if I didn’t want to. His only requirement was that I would cook and feed him daily. NO problem! My passion… I love cooking! I love knowing that even in the super tight months (every month is tight, some are super tight though☺) he is committed to providing for us completely. I work on the side, occasionally babysitting and helping Tara (selaphotography.com) with weddings and photo-shoots, however he has not required that of me. I do enjoy it though!

I love him for never nagging me…ever, about anything. He is totally pleased that I cook, take care of bills, keep the house clean, prepare for little Ruby(aka NESTING mania!), and most of all support and encourage him. He has so much going on between being a business owner, an associate pastor, a community group leader, the head of the community group leaders at our church, a drummer for our worship team, and the list goes on. He loves coming home to a cooked meal and someone to talk to. He bounces ideas (and he has LOTS of them…everyday…) off me, tells me struggles or highlights of his day, then he has someone to date. ☺ He takes our date nights seriously – we try to do one intentional date per week, sometimes it’s more. When I feel I’ve failed him in one way or another, he is quick to forgive me.

He loves talking to me, he loves listening to me. My favorite thing right now is when he talks to our daughter, Ruby. He doesn’t feel goofy for talking to my belly, he just does it. He has long conversations with her about lots of fun stuff. ☺ He is so excited to have a little girl on the way. She is going to have him wrapped around her finger, he admits it. He’s going to be the best daddy. He is going to teach our little girl what a godly man looks and lives like. He’s going to teach her so many cool things.

I love hugging my husband. Sometimes, on emotional days, his hugs soothe me. They completely calm me down. I find so much comfort in his arms. He is so gentle with me, he is one of the most humble people I know. He massages my back when it hurts from pregnancy. He give me snacks when I crave them but am too tired to get up.

We have a blast together! Sometimes when he’s too serious I start tickling him. It always ends up in a wrestling match and lots of laughter. I love wrestling him! ☺

Summer time makes me reminisce the beginning of our relationship. I have been pretty sentimental this summer, remembering our first conversation, first date, first long conversation in the park, first time holding hands, first time truly falling in love. We met and started dating in August 2009. We started our dating relationship one week after we met, and 4 days after our first date. I’ve been reading old journal entries from this special and sweet summer. Here’s an entry I think 4 days into our relationship:

“Just had another fabulous night with my Brian. Started off playing “settlers” at Gov cup – I watched. Then we went to Amy’s place til about 11. We intended to go star gazing tonight, but ended up walking around Bush Park. He was having a bit of a rough day because his friend was bummed. However, we proceeded to walk and talk, stopped on the race tracks, under the stars with the soft sounds of the night. Hugged for a few solid minutes – cheered him up, made me float on clouds. He mentioned that the only type of dancing he really feels comfortable with is slow dancing. He pulled out his phone, began playing ‘Fix You’ by Coldplay as we slow danced under the stars…
After finding out that my heels were bleeding from my cute new Wal-mart shoes, we found a bench to sit and talk more. He reminded me of the story of his parents: Met, 3 months later were married. He told me this always seemed foolish to him, that fast relationships have not seemed logical until this one. ☺
We shall see, O Lord!”

So sweet, so much fun. He also told me right around this time that he usually liked emo music or rock, but since he met me he couldn’t stop listening to the ever-cheerful Chris Rice. His song “Lemonade” was always on replay as Brian listened to it and thought of me. So sweet.

All this to say, I love my husband so much. He is everything I want and NEED in a man. I thank the Lord for him, though probably not enough. I am forever grateful for this blessing.