This week he had a simple boquet of spring flowers delivered to my door by a dear friend. So I got a hug and flowers! What a sweet surprise. He knows how much I miss springtime on my childhood Island. Daffodils and tulips were always peeking out of the ground by February there. When I think of all the lovely memories we've made through the years I have to smile. His love for me is only equal to his compassion.
I hear so many women complaining about their spouses--and I admit that at one time I was there too. But now that I've matured I realize just how good this man truly is.
Of course he has his faults and they drive me nuts once in a while! I'd be a terrible liar if I said otherwise. I do know though that I can be just as irritating and he never complains to anyone about me. He is continuously optimistic and sees the good in people. I wish I could be more like him. I've learned so much from him through the years. Especially about how to forgive and to trust.
One of the things that I cherish about him is that he has always loved our sons and has been a fine example of what a good man truly is. I see them in turn being good, fine men. They honor their priesthood just as their father does. They love their mom just as my husband loves his mom. I couldn't have asked for a better person to father my children and it shows in the choices my kids are making in life.
We made it through insurmountable odds the past few years--our family unit still intact. What held us together was the knowledge that we are in fact an eternal family--that Heavenly Father will never give us anything we can't handle. No amount of opposition or trials will separate us. We continue to pray together and we stay together sharing a truly wonderful love. I'm thankful for this wonderful man who continues to be my dearest friend and loved one. I can't count how many times he has cared for me while I've been sick or helped me mend a ragged heart.
These days he works two jobs so we can pay off my medical debts and to support our missionaries. He never complains, he smiles and whistles and sometimes sings when he walks through the door after 9pm in the evening. He's been gone since 5am. He doesn't complain if the house isn't perfect or his dinner is cold. In turn his efforts to make a better life for us make me want to be a better wife and mother.
He never criticizes how round I've become or how ill I am. He simply loves me just as I am imperfections and all. Terry's a blessing in all of our lives and I love him more dearly than ever before.
Terry, because of your example I'm a better person today than I was 23 years ago. For that and so much more I'm eternally grateful.
These days he works two jobs so we can pay off my medical debts and to support our missionaries. He never complains, he smiles and whistles and sometimes sings when he walks through the door after 9pm in the evening. He's been gone since 5am. He doesn't complain if the house isn't perfect or his dinner is cold. In turn his efforts to make a better life for us make me want to be a better wife and mother.
He never criticizes how round I've become or how ill I am. He simply loves me just as I am imperfections and all. Terry's a blessing in all of our lives and I love him more dearly than ever before.
Terry, because of your example I'm a better person today than I was 23 years ago. For that and so much more I'm eternally grateful.
Happy 23rd Anniversary Sweetheart!
3 comments:
How sweet, Val. What a lovely Valentine!
Val, what an extraordinary tribute to an extraordinary man. I could sense your love and admiration for him in every word.
Val, I'm so glad I found your website. What a lovely post. God bless you and your wonderful Terry.
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