There’s no love – like your love
And no other – could give more love
There’s nowhere – unless you’re there
All the time – all the way
So, I haven’t posted a real post in a long time and all of my most recent posts have been about my beautiful baby boy…today I write about the other wonderful man in my life.
Five years ago today, I did the smartest thing I’ve ever done. I married Mike. I sit here and wonder what I ever did to be so blessed. Mike is such a wonderful man and little did I know when I married him that he would be such a wonderful father.
We had some time off to celebrate our nuptuals, but due to my job and some other family obligations we have decided to postpone. When I told my Mom about postponing, she stressed that we need to fit it in sometime, because we have one of the best relationships she’s ever seen and it deserves to be celebrated.
We don’t put on a show for my Mom…sure we have bad days, but 99% of the time, we are happy and so much in love. We really do have a wonderful relationship. I hope that I always make Mike as happy as he makes me. I will happily spend the rest of my life taking care of my handsome husband, my beautiful son and nurting this wonderful relationship and I’m so glad that our son has such a wonderful role model.
Mike, thanks for five blissful years of marriage. I look forward to growing old with you. I love you so very much.
Ya know it’s true
Everything I do – I do it for you
I know…so my first post in decades is a little meme type thing, but I thought this was interesting and I wanted to participate:
fl0w3rs johari window: Good things about me
fl0w3rs nohari window: Bad things about me
I’ve been crying off and on all day long and I feel very silly about it. But you see, tomorrow is the end of an era. Tomorrow my beautiful, baby boy turns one year old. I realize this is just the first of many moments that I will be experiencing and getting emotional about. This is his first birthday. Someday, I’m going to send him off to school. Someday, I’ll hear about his first girlfriend. Someday, I’ll take pictures of his first prom. Someday, I may send him off to college. Someday, I may attend his wedding. Someday, I may hold his child in my arms. I know that I’ll put on a good show, but when no one is looking, I will cry.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m looking forward to these moments, even though they will make me emotional. He is my little miracle and every day, every moment, every second is to be cherished. Yet as I type through tears, I wish he could be my little baby for a few more days.
May I take a moment to reflect?