Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I am married. I have a husband. I am a wife. I called Brad “Husband” and he responded with “Wife.” Then I told him that I’m getting used to saying husband, but it really throws me for a loop when he calls me “wife.” :D I love being married to my beloved. Every day I see more and more qualities that I love and admire. How blessed I am!
I am currently sitting on the couch resting from the exhausting last few weeks, trying to fight off a nasty cold, and watching Brad make dinner for me. Again. That man is tirelessly compassionate. He has been spending the last couple weeks putting our sweet little home in order. Then we get a mess of packages, presents, and I dump the last of my luggage and he quietly gets back to work cleaning and organizing while I hop off to classes. Have I mentioned how in love I am with my husband? Yeah, this is a pretty mushy post, but I think my family and friends should know how wonderful my eternal mate is. :D
Brad is the best husband, I am so blessed, so happy.