How He Loves Me, Let Me Count The Ways.
I was thinking in light of last week's question of how I could romance and bless my honey and a thought occurred to me. I could praise him publicly. Well, I can put it out on my blog and you "the public" can read it. And to you dear public, would you please post a comment for Mike. It could just be an encouraging comment or something you appreciate or are thankful for about him. My hope is for him to feel loved and know how special he is to me and others.
Mike has always been an amazing man. When we were courting he would write me romantic notes. We would study at IHOP together. He would call me daily while I was in China teaching English... and when I came home (from China) he had gift certificates for a massage and pedicure at a luxurious spa. Mike would always do things big and small for no reason in particular and would make special days extra special. My first birthday when we were a couple I turned 22 and he had 22 little presents for me. The best present of the day was that he gave me his first kiss. It was a precious gift. My lips are the only ones he's kissed...with exception to his mom and grandmothers... :) Mike has always been thoughtful and quick to put my needs above his. He's willing to watch girlie movies like Pride & Prejudice with me, and I'm not talking about the new one, although we saw that together 3 times in theaters, I'm talking the whole 5 1/2 hour A&E rendition with Colin Firth. He's watched You've Got Mail with me more times than I can think of.
Mike is always willing to rub my back even if he's had a long hard day. On days that he knows are difficult or I'm just extra tired he will wake me up by bringing me up a cup of hot tea and will make me oatmeal just the way I like it with raisins and walnuts and brown sugar and a splash of milk. Mike makes a mean cup of "Oh Boy" (Swedish hot chocolate) and a delicious grilled cheese.
I remember being pregnant with Libby and it was just after my sister died. Mike was always willing to get me food or prepare something for me to eat.. I never felt like cooking and was nauseous and depressed almost all the time. Mike never complained or was resentful. He never told me to snap out of it or to pull myself together. He didn't complain that I was being such a picky eater. He would hold me as I cried myself to sleep night after night.
He's always looking out for my best. Always encouraging me to grow, to try new things, to help me in anyway I can. He is for me. He wants me to do things that I enjoy doing. He wants me to continue getting more education. He wants me to have fun with hobbies I enjoy. He spoils me.
And even though it's been a hard several years, he has made them the sweetest. he has helped me find beauty from pain. He has helped me walk through the valley of the shadow of death. He has helped me to see that God is loving and does have my best in mind, because Mike is that way.
Mike isn't perfect. He's human. He has flaws. BUT he is the greatest means of grace I have ever known. He has been my best friend. he has loved me when I have been ugly, in spite of the weight I've gained since we've been married, in spite of the stretch marks and other imperfections I have from my two beautiful children. He has always made me feel lovely even when I wasn't. He knows my deepest fears and has walked with me out of the pit of despair. His kindness and generosity melt my heart. He gives of his time, money, resources and himself. He is quick to lay down his life for others and is a great friend. He loves his children and is gentle and tender with them. He disciplines them because he loves them.
He is passionate and adventurous and sensitive in Spirit. He loves the Lord and desires to please Him with His life. He seeks new ways to love and romance me. He has bought me beautiful jewelry, delicious perfumes, fragrant flowers, and I can't tell you how many arts and crafts supplies. He encourages me in my endeavors as a cook, mom, wife, friend, daughter, gardener, card-maker, scrapbooker, writer, reader, and nutritionist.
We have walked through some hard times. Many deaths, births, heartbreaks, financial difficulties and struggles, 4 different moves, a Bachelors degree, working on a Master's degree and dreaming of attempting a PhD in the UK. We have cried, laughed, screamed, danced, played, and worked together. We have traveled together to D.C.,NYC, Sweden, France, Iceland (well, flying through :) We have both been Starbucks baristas, students at Old Dominion University, been in Enland at separate times and taught the same Sunday school. All this and we have only been married 4 years this September. Wow, 4 moves and 2 children later... and we're here in Philadelphia, working on his Masters, doing summer Hebrew and praying for the next step. By the way, he made straight A's this past semester!
My husband as my birthday present this year is giving me a trip to CA. I'm flying to visit my dear friend and adopted little sister Kelsey. 5 DAYS of sun, fun, Starbucks and one of my dearest friends to share it with.
I'm probably making Mike out to seem unreal but he is real. I love him with all of my heart and long to love him better and more deeply. So Honey, if you're reading this please know that I am more in love with you than ever. I am so proud of you. The way you care for us as your family, the way you're doing school, and juggling the weight of so many responsibilities and a crazy wife and two monkey children---- you're AMAZING! I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you!