My Best Friend

Today as I was out in the garden in what felt like a 120 degree sauna. Although Weather.com informs me that it is a mere 85 that feels like 98. What do they know. I’m dubbing the garden “The Sauna” for the rest of the day and that is that.

Anyway. As I was saying. I’m out in the garden and I started thinking about my husband. I am so lucky, blessed and fortunate. I have the incredible pleasure of being married to my best friend. It is a seriously special thing. Despite the fact that I’m biased and all still being head over heels in love with this guy after 6 years of marriage he is just an authentically amazing person. Let me share just a little of why I’m such a blessed woman being married to this guy.

He’s funny.

DaMan and I having fun

DaMan and I having fun

He’s brilliant.

He’s wise.

DaMan figuring out solutions

DaMan figuring out solutions

He has the best laugh in the whole wide world. Seriously. He does.

He’s gentle.

He’s kind.

DaMan and Doodlebug at six months old reading a book together

DaMan and Doodlebug at six months old reading a book together

He’s generous. To a fault. Too many faults sometimes.

He’s straightforward and says what he believes and what he thinks even if he knows it will make him unpopular or even bring down a hailstorm of cricicism and hate around his ears.

He’s strong. Physically, emotionally and mentally.

DaMan and Doodlebug on a hike

DaMan and Doodlebug on a hike

He’s steadfast in so many ways.

Doodlebug following her Daddy

Doodlebug following her Daddy

He loves the Lord passionately.

He loves me. Even when I am completely and totally unlovable.

Me and DaMan

Me and DaMan

He isn’t afraid to be tender and affectionate to his little willful contrarian of a daughter. She never ever has to doubt, question or wonder about her Daddy’s love for her. It’s just an awesome reality in her little world that she often takes for granted.

DaMan and Doodlebug at 9 weeks old

DaMan and Doodlebug at 9 weeks old

He has amazing problem solving skills and the ability to grasp the scope of complicated situations and clearly see through the muddle and muck of it all to what can be done.

My Brilliant Man

My Brilliant Man

His sense of justice is strong.

His faithfulness to God, Family, Country and justice runs deeper than anybody I’ve ever known.

DaMan

DaMan

He understands the concept of love tough enough to let go even if it breaks his heart in two.

He learns from his mistakes.

He’s tender enough to weep over babies lost before their time.

He prays with a heart of simple and child-like Faith

He apologizes when he’s wrong.

He’s a leader in every way.

DaMan and Doodlebug painting

DaMan and Doodlebug painting

He even takes the trash out. Sometimes. 😀 The odd meal is fixed by him too. Sometimes. Like last night.

Most of the time he just does what he does in the business and our personal lives with very little gratitude or recognition. He is the ultimate behind the scenes person who shoulders the responsibility of getting things done. He picks up the pieces. He follows after trails of un-done tasks and mops them up and follows through.

Today my heart is full to over-flowing with gratefulness for him. He’s too good of a thing for me not to publicize his amazing-ness every so often. 😀 DaMan is almost done taking care of his bee’s (did I fail to mention that he is also a bee-keeper??) and we are off to enjoy the day. Together. Just the way I love it.

 

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