Wednesday, June 15, 2011

My Father's Day Gift

Today I went looking for a father's day card for my hubby. I usually pick the most heartfelt card I can find. Something that puts into words what I can't seem to express.

I picked up the first card I could find that might hold what I was looking for. I read it, and I almost bought it. Then I opened it up and read it again.

Really? I thought. You're a writer, and you can't do any better then pick up some card that could apply to a thousand guys? No. I'm not settling for that this year. My husband has done so much for me, he deserves better.

So here I am. I hate to give my hubby his father's day gift early, but I just had to get it off my chest. And I thought you guys might like it as well. Maybe you can steal it and give it to a special someone in your life. (You know, with your own twist)


It has been almost nine years since the day we meet. I sat across from you in a cafeteria and I somehow knew we would be married one day. I tried to fight it. I mean, I was 18. You didn't know that though. You thought I looked older. Maybe I did.

The thing is, I couldn't stay away from you. My roommates told me you weren't good enough. I don't know why I listened to them for so long. You where the first guy to actually try to sweep me off my feet. And you did. Once I fell, there was no getting back up.

That first date, even though it was seven hours long, I never wanted it to end. You where the one for me. I know I was still unsure, I was so young, but you never gave up. Thank you for that.

The day we got married was the most magical day of my life. It wasn't over the top. It wasn't trying to pretend to be any grander than we were. It fit us so well, a day where two people could join together and celebrate. It was a model for how we live now; simply, but with a sense of adventure.

You gave me the two most precious gifts I could ever ask for. I never thought our love could multiply to bring such joy. Then you gave me another gift, the chance to be with them.

You work so hard. You have to deal with office politics and a forty minute commute, all so I can enjoy our children's giggles and watch them grow.

Nothing I buy you could ever repay you for what you have done for me. You have made my life complete. You are my other half.

When we were dating I thought I loved you. The day we married I knew I did. Today that love has grown so large it can no longer be measured. It's been almost eight years since our wedding day, and I hope we have 50 more. You are my life, my breath, my everything. I love you, happy fathers day.


P.S. I wrote a little ditty about my muse, and it's being featured on Lyn Midnight's blog here. Go and read, you will love it!
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