Thursday, July 28, 2011

blessed.

I'm going to be a little mushy-gushy today. I hope you don't mind.

See this guy right here? Yep, that one. The one posing like a GQ model (ha)?

That's my husband.

And I'm a very blessed girl.


We're going through something right now that most newlyweds (and plain ole married people) should never have to go through. But, nevertheless, we are.

And he has been my rock. And I'm not kidding when I say that.

Through all of this, he has maintained patience (with the situation and with me) and has been so loving, kind, gentle...and my source of humor when things just are craptastic.

This guy is working his butt off to support us (we're talking 7 a.m. - 7 p.m.). He's the most precious, funny man I know. He's patient. He's kind. And he honestly cares more about me than he does himself.

In fact, we had a little tiff Monday, and within five minutes he called me back to say, "Listen, I love you. I hate fighting with you." {Me on the other hand? Don't ever get on my bad side because I can hold a grudge until kingdom come.}

He truly, truly is my better half, and I am so blessed to have him in my life.

Brandon, I love you. I am so thankful for you.

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