The Hubs

I would love to tell you that our love story is a fairy tale.... It isn't..... At least it didn't start out that way. 

We met, we dated, We fell in love, we broke up, we got back together, we broke up about a year, and tragedy brought us back together again.  In the fall of 2009 Adam's dad passed away, two weeks later my grandfather passed away, it was like those two things made us see our need for each other. 

We had to grow apart for a while to truly grow together.  God knew that.  I had to learn who God was, and how to love the one who first loved me, I had to understand what True love was, before I could truly love Adam.  Understanding God's love for me put things in a whole new perspective.

But I must say it has nothing to do with Adam and I, and everything to do with God..... see that was our problem from the start, why it was so rocky, we didn't put God in the center of our relationship.  And now I would definitely say we strive to do that.  Having God in the center of our marriage, provides such a much deeper love, because we love each other as God loves us.... unconditionally, unselfishly....   There are days it's hard.... There are days when the kids are screaming, the house is messy, and either one of us could throw our hands in the air and say "I quit"... but we don't and I wouldn't/couldn't endure those days with any other human on this planet besides my husband.... and it's because he gets me. 

He gets me in ways that nobody else on this earth does.  He knows I hate mornings,  he knows I don't like to cry, he knows I love chocolate ice cream, he knows when I'm flustered, he knows I hate to admit when I'm wrong or can't do something.... just a look, he gets me.
I know I annoy him.  I take my shoes off and leave them in the middle of the floor (he always puts them in the closet), I wear his socks sometimes, I leave clean clothes in the laundry basket for a few days, I go to bed with the sheet pushed to the bottom (he just makes the bed with me laying in it).... he gets me. 
He gets me at my worst and he gets me at my best.... and he always chooses to keep me.

I'm so thankful for God's perfect plan when it comes to Adam and I.  My husband is my happy place.  He is my happily ever after and my absolute best friend.  And while our love story most definitely is not a fairy tale, it is the best story ever. 

His smile and laugh are contagious.  His heart is made of gold.  His sense of humor and jokes, while not always the best, keep me laughing.  We have fun (so much fun).  We fight... but at the end of the day we are so in LOVE, and for that I thank God every day for the man I get to call my husband.