38 Years ago today my husband made his grand entrance into the world. According to his family he was a very easy going baby, and a really good kid growing up. He worked hard on the family farm, got excellent grades and was a great football player. He was also a really good friend to others and only once got caught wearing a tutu in pictures. It wasn't until he married me that his faults began to show through. Ha! Just kiddin! His "faults" as we all know, are actually those good things about him that attracted me to him in the first place.
~He isn't ignoring me, he just likes to think about what he says before he blurts out the wrong thing.
~His work isn't more important than his family, he just really takes pride in a job well done, and likes to know that other people can trust him. If others can't trust him, then he would have a hard time providing for our family.
~He really isn't addicted to playing games on the computer, he is just addicted to being home with his family instead of being out with the guys.
~And one more thing... he really isn't sleeping, he's just resting his eyes while he listens to me talk. *grin*
Ok, maybe that last one was a stretch.
I love you sweetheart. I wish this weekend could have been a little different for us, but I am glad our family is together and that we don't have anything else we have to do but be there for each other.
Thanks for being there with me and for holding my Grandma's hand as she was dying. I know I said I didn't expect you to go with me, but I am not sure how I would have held up if you hadn't constantly been at my side. I also know she knew you were there. She loved you OH SO much, and I am really glad you got to know her.
Now - I'm gonna go make some CAKE!