I can still remember growing up. I was very vocal in my desire to never get married. I would tell anyone who listened that marriage was not in the cards for me. Thankfully, I grew out of my stupid phase.
My first words to my future husband were "You have beautiful eyes." I was totally mesmerized by him and them. They are the color of the sky on a cloudless, clear day. I literally can get lost gazing into them. I know that is corny but it is true.
He is a good man and I am a lucky girl. Not only am I married to this wonderful guy, he just happens to be my best friend. I love hanging out with him and we still have fun together.
My husband has three major loves. His boat, his computer gaming system and me. I feel fortunate that I at least made the top three.
He is very particular about everything he does. He never starts a job that he can't finish. If he encounters problems he doesn't stop until he finds the answer. He is a card carrying weekend warrior and loves taking on new home improvement projects.
He is mechanically inclined. He loves electronics. He is a master gamer, a wizard with the vacuum and he loves playing with our three little furry friends.
He is my night in shining armor who always lets me be me. He truly is the wind beneath my wings. When I tell him that he gives me that charming grin and reminds me he would rather be beneath something else.
He isn't perfect, but he is perfect for me.