Thursday, February 14, 2013
Valentines Day. Same O Same O
I am one of those lucky ones, that has a husband that wants me to know I am loved every day of my life.
Each night he tucks me into bed. Over the years we have turned it into a game. I try to get into bed and cover up before he can tuck me in . Then the alarm is always set 15 minutes before we have to be up, so he can have his cuddle time.
My mornings start with a cup of coffee and "Good Morning Beautiful " . He still sees me in the same way as he did many years ago.
He has to be touching me . Be it our feet touching under the covers . Or his hand resting on my leg as he drives. I once playfully complained about him always having to touch me. At which he informed me it was all my fault . If I didn't feel so good . He wouldn't have to touch me.
Not a day goes by without my husband telling me how happy he is being married to me. He once told me that if he died, he wanted to make sure I knew I was loved.
Not many men would take the time or energy to make sure that their wife knew she is the most important person in the world. I am so blessed that God brought us together.
I am not saying our life is perfect. But it's more then perfect for me. Even after being married for 23 years I still thank the Lord every night for bring this man into my life.
So for me, ever day is Valentines Day.