I am feeling especially grateful for you this morning, @Duguesclin
. I know I take a lot for granted in you. You are so committed to me, to our family. You are such a stable man. I am so grateful for that.
You have given me a life I could never have had on my own. I would not speak French now if not for you. I would not have done the traveling we have done but for you. And I certainly would not have had the five children we have without you! Thank you so much, my darling!
More than anything, though, I am so grateful for your goodness and emotional stability. I take that for granted all the time, when it is not at all commonplace.
Oh, Dug, I do not feel at all worthy of your kindness and gentleness to me. Yet your love is so generous, whatever my mood, and your commitment unwavering, whatever my actions. You are Jesus Christ in the flesh to me.
And no wonder! You are a living example of how he is described in the Eucharistic prayers.
I hate to think of life without you, my love. I would no longer fear death if you were to be taken before me. I would see it as reuniting with you, and be comforted by that promise.
I am so grateful to you for the vision you had, of having many children and having me breastfeed and homeschool them. I am so glad for your commitment to those ideas even when I complained or wanted to quit. Your confidence in me and in our lifestyle has benefited our children so much. Thank you for being so strong, so confident, for all of us.
It is not all the time that I see true family men. I am so grateful to be married to one. I would hate to be with a man I had to convince to stay with the kids and me, or with a whiner and complainer, or an unfaithful man.
And I am so grateful you are so smart, Dug, and are continually seeking knowledge! I am so grateful you spend your free time listening to and reading constructive, wholesome material, and not garbage! What a good example that is to our children.
And I am grateful for the other healthy habits you practice. You show a lot of discipline in your eating habits, and you are a passionate cyclist. I know, I complain about your commitment to that bike. But Dug, I cannot imagine being married to a fat, lazy video game player. And I am glad our kids see your example in health and fitness.
I don't know what you see in me sometimes, Dug. I am impatient and easily irritated. Even as I do the things you like, I complain all the while. I don't make any efforts to hide it, either. You hear it all, exactly as I feel it.
And yet, the evenness of your temper, the solidity of your love, the certainty of knowing that no matter when I come to you, nor for what, you will never forsake me, but will always (eventually
) tenderly receive my fears and my pain, binds me to you.
I get so angry with you sometimes, Dug. But I could never leave you. I belong to you. It was always this way and it always will be. It is the nature of our union. We belong together.
I love you so much, my darling. My heart beats with yours. My heart is yours.
Thank you, Duguesclin. With all of my being, thank you.