I have developed lists of reasons I love my husband so much over the last couple of anniversaries. I can’t believe that it’s been four years since we got married! So I am working on the list again. There are so many things I love about my husband so I am going to attempt not to repeat myself.
1. I really love having my husband working days right now. It is so wonderful that he can get a decent amount of sleep and I still get to see him in the evenings. It is great actually being able to sleep next to him. This will change when he goes to seconds on Oct. 1st, but I am soaking it up right now.
2. Steve stands by me, always. He was there with me through the whole process of getting diagnosed with MS. I can’t put into words the amount of support he has given me and how much it means to me. He also gives me my shots when I need help.
3. I love how he just opens his arms to me to get a hug and just holds me.
4. Steve took over the finances because it was getting too stressful for me to keep it up well. He is doing a fantastic job and I feel more comfortable now with where we are than I have in a long time.
5. He helps me clean around the house. This is a huge help, especially now when I get fatigued so easily.
6. He really listens to me when I need it and communicates well. This is a pretty rare quality in guys (communication is the number one complaint in marriage counseling couples!).
7. He is willing to step outside his comfort zone if he knows that attending an event is important to me. He is even taking a LIFE group with me this fall at the church.
8. He takes care of things for me. This sounds pretty vague, but this really encompasses a lot. Sometimes it’s just emptying the dishwasher when I ask, and other times it’s taking my truck and washing it by hand after the automatic carwash took my money, got soap all over the truck and stopped working.
9. He calls or texts me for no reason other than to tell me that he loves me. I love those messages!
10. He is so stinking smart! I can appreciate this even when he is kicking my butt at Words with Friends, which he does almost every game. I can appreciate this even more now that I am so foggy on the cognitive front.
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Written by my husband in response to me posting this same list on facebook. :)
Jen has brought many things into my life over the past five years (4 Married + 1 Livin in Sin), and I'd like enumerate them in a list of no particular order:
1. I love that Jen asks questions. I've learned so many things being Mr. Jennifer Dougherty. You see, Jen asks the questions and I usually have to come up with an answer. So thanks to her, and to a lesser degree the internet, I have to know things. I usually don’t ask questions anyone would want to know the answer to.
2. Jen helps people. What she does combines real time spot analysis, information gathering, troubleshooting, and corrective implementation. All in the form of a series of conversations wherein the other party doesn’t even realize they’re an active participant. Take a moment to ponder that. Roll it around in your mouth. That’s magic. She gets people to recognize that their mental shoes are on the wrong feet even though most of the time they don’t even realize they need help let alone want it. That is a thankless, miraculous job that she can never be adequately compensated for, and she does it anyway.
3. Jen loves me. And it’s not just THAT she loves me, but the way in which she does it. I’m not entirely sure I ever really knew what love was before I met Jen.
4. There was a time when I would have gladly watched the world burn. Now I can’t even remember what that felt like. Thank her, folks. She probably stopped me from turning into Doctor Doom.
5. I love how Jen flips me off when I beat score a sixty point word in Words with friends.
6. I love how she squeezes the toothpaste from the middle just like me. God help either of us if this wasn’t the case.
7. Jen loves her family, and there’s a closeness there that I find rather puzzling. She’s shown me a way of interacting with people that I’m not sure could have figured out on my own beyond some intellectual construct.
8. Let’s be frank, people. She dresses me well.
9. She’s beautiful. Even when she’s angry at me for all of my foibles and social retardation. She’s still the prettiest thing I ever did lay eyes on.
10. There are days when I hear her voice. It doesn’t matter what she’s doing. She could be chatting with the cats or singing, but hearing her is what makes this house our home. I think I’m addicted to it.
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