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My Husband

Here are a few things I have learned about my husband this week (most of them I already knew, but I was given the opportunity to relearn and re-experience them):

He loves me.
He cares deeply.
When I hurt, he hurts worse.
He is single-minded.
He is loyal.
He believes in me (and in us).
He is so much fun to be around.
He thinks I'm funny.
He thinks I'm sexy.
He is in this for the long haul.
He is humble.
There is nothing I can do (or say) to make him stop loving me.
He respects me.
He cherishes me.
He values my opinions and my wisdom.
He adores me.

We got to spend a couple of days with just us this week and it was much needed and very healthy and helpful for us. We spent two days and one night in a cute little bed and breakfast in Boulder on Wednesday and then we spent last night in a nasty bed and breakfast in Farmington. I've loved my time with him this week and I feel like we are closer as a result.

Life puts so many experiences in your path. . .ones you plan and ones you don't . . .and it is interesting how those experiences take you down roads you never expected and yet in the end, it seems like, God always brings you closer to Him and closer to the ones you love.

I love Andy and I feel closer to him than I have been in the past and I feel more confident in "us" than I ever have. Sweetie, if you're out there reading my blog, I LOVE YOU!!!

(Love hopes!)

Comments

You got me at 'nasty bed and breakfast in Farmington'!!!! What were you thinking? Can't wait to hear about it! I have one word for you...Doubletree.Glad it ended happily!

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