My husband is an amazing person. He loves me for who I am and even loves my quirks. I say I’m emotional, he says I’m passionate. We share household chores when he is home and he makes sure I know he appreciates all that I do here while he is away. We have a lot of things in common and have the same ideas of what we want out of our future. We are great at working together and solving problems. We both respect each other. He is my best friend and I am his.
He loves my son and is planning to adopt him (we’ve already started the paperwork). He has done so many things with my son and I consider myself very lucky for that.
While he’s been away, he has called or chatted as much as he could. He has also written a few letters and sent flowers a few times. I’m very grateful for that. I sent care packages as much as I could and I always have my phone nearby. In the time he’s been gone (over 10 months now), I’ve only missed one phone call and that was while I was at work and unable to get to the phone (and I cried when I got his message).
We are there for each other in every way we can be when we can be. If I have a bad day here, I know I can e-mail him and he will get in touch with me as soon as he can. If he has a bad day there, he knows I am always here for him and ready to listen when he needs someone to talk to.
One of the things I love the most is how we are always touching in some way when we are sleeping. We will fall asleep cuddling, but then each of us will move. Once we change positions, some part of our body will always be touching. Most of the time, it ends up being our feet. I just find it to be so amazing that even in our sleep, we want to be near each other.
My husband is also an amazing cook. He has so many wonderful recipes and he loves cooking. We have a great set up where he cooks and I clean most of the time. I have certain things that I always cook. He loves the way I make tacos and lasagna, so those things are always my territory. I’m also the baker in our family. I love baking goodies for us to enjoy.
I think I’ll stop there. I’ve found that spending almost a year away from my husband has made me miss so many things about him and I appreciate him so much. It’s really hard to explain, but it gets to the point where you realize that you miss things that use to be annoying (like clothes on the floor next to the clothes basket instead of in it). My husband is an amazing man and I am very lucky to have him in my life and that he chose to ask me to marry him. I consider myself to be one of the luckiest woman in the world because of him and the life we have together.