I was a single mom for eight years. Spending most of my twenties dreaming of the perfect husband, my mind created this magical guy who would swoop in and complete my days.
I knew exactly what I wanted…
someone who loves me to pieces and holds me together when those pieces fall
someone who is ready for the challenge of step-parenting and can ride the waves as they come
someone who makes his daughter’s eyes sparkle and mirrors that shine in his own
someone who plays cars and trains and swords with his son but is his real life super hero
someone who cradles his baby as gently as the first time he was placed in his arms,
and someone who holds our family together with love and band-aids, hugs when we’re hurting and when we are not,
fitting perfectly in that dreamy space I imagined so many years ago.
Happy Birthday to my amazing husband, you are more than I could have ever hoped for.
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