lucky blessed to be married to my husband. I don’t know how or why, but I can tell you he’s worth fighting for to keep.
This text was sent about a week and a half ago. It was out of the blue. I was having a rather rough day and our conversation went from me flipping out (over nonsense) to this:
Marty is truly a phenomenal man. Seriously. First off- he enjoys cleaning the house. He enjoys cooking every meal for us. He enjoys doing laundry and dishes. To him, being in the car for what seems like endless hours to take the kids here or there is fun. He may enjoy date nights more than I do. He teaches the kids when he is off from work. He loves being a dad and spending as much time with the kids as possible (seriously- he is the one who started our co-sleeping 11 years ago. His words were “One day, they will grow up and they won’t want to be around us.”) I know he is a better parent. The first two weeks of each of the kid’s lives he was taking care of them. I did nothing but nurse and sleep. Really, how did I get so lucky?
Not only is he overall amazing, he loves to provide for his family. When we got married, we were young. I was right out of high school. He was in the military so he was more “settled” and loving his career. Even in the beginning when we should have been having rough times, he was 150% committed to being the best husband he could be (He gives 150% to everything. Our marriage. Our family. His work.). Did I mention he isn’t a fan of arguing with me. He’s a peacemaker. He doesn’t do drama so that’s probably why he is always calm. Marty didn’t come from a religious background at all. He can count on his hands how many times he went to church in his whole life, but he brought God into our marriage. I remember doing devotionals nightly with him on our first deployment. We would each do a page a day and answer some questions in it. He deployed 2 weeks after we got married. From that first trip in 2002, he kept God around. Fast forward to today. He went to college and has a bachelor’s in Religion. He knows the Bible front to back (as well as other works). He loves all things religion and is completely open minded. I really think it’s the history and the historical places that draw him in. He runs a consulting business these days and finds time to travel to walk where Jesus has. The man loves God. Maybe that’s where he and I differ.
He thinks he has to try so hard to keep me. He’s my best friend so I’m not going anywhere. Don’t get me wrong, I love who he is and all that he does for me, but he doesn’t have to work so hard. Flip it over and there is me. I fall short of God every day (we all do). I am not the best wife. I truly do not like to cook or do any “wifely” household duties. I do. But I dread them. I kind of just want to be a bum some days and watch trash tv. I have an attitude and I do not put up with anyone’s crap. I just don’t. I am short but I will take on the hulk. Feisty is a good adjective. Independent. Extrovert. Confident. Marty’s wife.
I love you for you. The last 13.5 years of marriage have been a roller coaster of fun. We’ve had our lows, highs, spirals, flips, and all the while you’ve had a smile on your face. I don’t know what I did to deserve you. You truly do make my life 5000x better. We haven’t always spent holidays together but I am glad I get to spend this Valentine’s Day with you. You are a remarkable man in all aspects of your life and I thank God that I get to be a witness to it.
Forever & Always,