The days have been long but the nights seem longer. When Truman is napping or engaged in playtime I daze off thinking about how lonely I am and how cold the house feels. It doesn't help with the cold climate whether change either. I started to reflect on how much I appreciate, admire, and respect my husband. The fact that he works so hard to provide for his family so I can stay at home to raise Truman. He's not only a handsome, successful gent who always looks sexy in a suit and tie...
But a rugged landscaper:
And a hands-on, amazing father:
The greatest gift he's given me is simply...he loves me. Some would say that our relationship is unhealthy because we are co-dependent on One another. But that's why we got married so we could become One. I love that we can't live without each other. I love spending every minute we can together. And I love that he loves me First.
Maya Angelou's words best describes David to me as, "The rainbow in my cloud". I look forward to Friday at 4:30 pm when my cloud will open up again. As for my children, I wish so much for one day they will find a bright and shining rainbow in their cloud so that they may realize there is no other jackpot than love.