As most of you know, I am on the east coast for five weeks attending a seminar. My family has been with me and we are staying two doors down from my sister and her kids. Today, though, my husband leaves us for two weeks. I don't often write about him because he does not want be having conversations with me and constantly wondering if something he says is going to end up on this blog. Today will be an exception.
I will miss him. because......
--His presence calms me.
--We laugh together at things very few people would think are funny.
--When he is with me my sense of humor is on, when he's not let's just say I'm a little off.
--We often have the exact same quirky, offbeat thought at the same time, and once in a while we even speak it outloud in unison without knowing that the other was thinking it.
--He forgives me when I'm wrong.
--When I am right, he will eventually come around and grow because of it.
--When I had just had my second child and was 20 or 30 pounds more than I wanted to be, he told me every day at least once that he thought I was sexy and beautiful. It made me feel sexy and beautiful.
-- I hung up a dress in my closet that I am hoping to fit into one day. Next to it, I put a picture of a thinner me 15 years younger. He put up a post-it note next to it that said "You were beautiful then. You are beautiful now."
--He adores his children, and makes them his priority.
--He is a good provider.
--He is a hard worker.
--He is very knowledgeable on many subjects, but is extremely unassuming.
--He suffered terribly from dyslexia until he was diagnosed with it in college. Then he worked through it and earned a doctorate.
--He has the looks of Harrison Ford, but the heart of Tom Smothers. You don't know who Tom Smothers is? Let's see. Think goofy and kind.
--He takes care of all my computer problems and anything that involves wires. (Somehow I missed out on Wires 101 in my upbringing.)
--When we were students and I had a major set of exams (many moons ago), he sharpened my pencils for me the morning of my exams, among other things.
--He makes my coffee just about every morning. (Although this might have something to do with the quality of the coffee I make.)
--He doesn't tolerate gossip of any kind, not even from me. It has made me a better person.
--When I called him from my seminar last week to check on the kids and tell him I was going to lunch, he told me several times that I needed to take my time, enjoy myself and not hurry home. I think that was the point in the week that I started to relax and let go and enjoy.
--We infuriate each other at times, but in the end, it is the worst fights that have made our relationship stronger.
--When he is with me I am myself to a much greater extent than when he is not with me.
He was meant for me.
Happy Father's Day, Mr. Raehan.
I Miss Him Already
