A letter to my husband…

Dear husband,
I want to thank you for those dirty footprints from the door to the bedroom and the stained clothes left next to the bed. They are the evidence left behind of the exhaustingly hard day of work you had. A hard working young man like you is hard to come by. You enjoy learning and growing as a person. You are my best friend, the keeper of my secrets, my support and my comfort. I love your rough hands and the loving way they gently caress me. Your lips feel so soft as you playfully kiss me. Those thin strong arms are my security while they embrace me until the world goes dark. When we are together I am home.

img_7808I want you to know that I am here for you in every way, to support and compliment you. We have become one flesh and only god has the power to tear us apart. I will do my best to put god first and be granted eternity with you. Being your wife has been my greatest accomplishment. This bumpy road we are on will make us face many challenges but I have made a decision to love you every time the season changes. You are not a you nor I an I but we are we, this is us and our. God has shown us love and we are blessed. He protects us with shield and sword therefore there is nothing to fear of the road ahead.  I love you, my sweet husband. Thank you for all that you are and all that you will become.

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
Elizabeth Barrett Browning1806 – 1861

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach,
when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

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