A Love Letter to my Husband

Today is Valentine’s Day and of course, my first thought was of my husband (it could be the snoring alerted me to his presence and that is why he was my first thought.) He truly is my Prince Charming. He literally rode in on a white horse fifteen years ago (his police cruiser was white) in the darkest moment of my life and swept me off my feet. He brushed the tears from my cheeks and made me smile.

 

 

My husband.

 

I met this wonderful man six months after I separated from my first husband. I had been devastated by the divorce and by the events that had transpired over the course of six months. I was in a deep dark place and falling rapidly. I was definitely in need of a savior and God sent one. I guess it was not my time, and God had other plans for me.

This wonderful man that I am so very fortunate to call husband, has loved me through some of my worst times; and I hope he would tell you, some of my best times. He is the light of my life and I often tease him that God gave him just enough faults to prevent my worshiping the ground he walks on.

He has been there to hold me as I have sobbed my heart out. He has been there late in the night when I have gotten the giggles in bed. We have even made the dog howl (Sentry slept under the house) when the laughter got uncontrollable. My husband puts up with my incessant talking and rapidly changing topics, and my extreme quietness. He rarely complains. That may be because I have loved him unconditionally and have spoiled him rotten in return.

It is a blessing for me to have this wonderful man in my life and I love him with all my heart. This is my love letter to him on Valentine’s Day, a day of love, and a day of reflection. Happy Valentine’s Day to my husband, Jeffery.