My Husband Rocks!


You know I’ve been struggling to write this.  Don’t think it’s because you don’t rock, because you do.  It’s just so difficult to write how I feel on paper.  These feelings, these emotions, they were meant to be felt, not written.

When I met Joshua, I thought I found the piece of me that was missing.  We liked each other, and got along ok.  I thought he was what I deserved.  I thought that I would have to just accept being hurt by him.  I felt so trapped.  If I stayed, I would be unhappy, unfulfilled, and broken.  If I left, I’d be alone.  I can’t even describe how I felt.  I didn’t want to wake up in the mornings.  I forgot how to be myself, and instead I just faked everything.  I faked being happy, I faked smiling, I faked laughing.  I was hollow.  When I “left” Joshua, I wasn’t sure it was the end.  I prayed Joshua would come back.  Now I thank God for that unanswered prayer, because you showed up instead.  You did something no one else could do.  You made me happy, you made me whole, you listened to me, you never judged me, and you told me it was ok to cry.  You sheltered me while I healed, never leaving, even when I asked you too.  You fixed what someone else broke, and you never complained, you never asked why, you never took your frustration out on me.  You just loved me, even when I was at my most unlovable. I could never repay you for what you did and have done for me.  We’ve fought so much over the years we’ve been together, but not as much as we’ve laughed, smiled, and loved on each other.  You’ve let me be right, when I was wrong.  You’ve loved me when I was sick, and made me feel better.  You’ve supported me, when I wasn’t sure I could support myself.  You’ve made me smile, whether I wanted to or not.  You’ve been the perfect man for me.  You stand up to me when I’m going too far, but you don’t take advantage of me either.  Since we’ve been married, you’ve just continued to amaze me.  You’ve been so dedicated and hardworking, and you’ve supported not just me, but our whole gaggle of furbabies.  You’ve never complained about your job, it really amazes me.  I couldn’t do what you do every day.  You are wonderfully supportive of me, from my blogging, to my crazy ideas.  You don’t get frustrated at me if I don’t have the dishes done, or if I fail to do a load of laundry.  You don’t belittle me or my ideas.  You’ve never told me I was weird for eating ranch dressing with my pizza.  You are my best friend.  You’re the one I tell my secrets to, and share my heart with.  You make me laugh, and you are someone I can fully trust.

These are just a few of many reasons you rock, and why I love you so much.  I love you now, tomorrow, forever.  I thank God more often than you know that I have had the privilege not just to know you, but to like you, love you, marry you, and spend my life with you!

Yours Truly,


Kirsten said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog! I appreciated your comment and look forward to reading more what you have to write. :)

Elizabeth @ Virginia Is For Mothers said...

I love this...I can relate to so much of it. My husband was also the first person who never judged me and who accepted me for exactly who I was, no questions asked. He still never judges, even when the house is messy and I've done nothing except keep the kids alive and happy. Sounds like you've got a good one too!

aimymichelle said...

this post was so sweet. i loved it. i also want to thank you for your comments on my blog. i feel like you're one person i really can relate to honestly. i'm super behind in reading blogs so i shall continue on. but your comments on my blogs really make me feel less alone.