hubby of the year

I owe my husband big-time. And I want to thank him publicly for being such a gem Monday (and all days really). I do sometimes take him for granted. And we absolutely have our moments. But, wow, I just feel really blessed to call him mine.

I want to be the kind of wife who inspires (not nags) her husband to be the best he can be. If I would have figured out how to do this a long time ago, wow, that would have been cool. I hate it when I focus on one or two things I’d like him to change when there are hundreds of wonderful things about him.

Thank you, Gabe, for loving me the way you do. Thank you for the billions of errands you run without complaining. Thank you for cleaning windows and replacing shower curtains when you have web sites to be designing. Thank you for being happy for me when I get to meet new friends. Thank you for huge ol’ McDonald’s/pizza runs.

You’re amazing with new people. You know just how to put people at ease. Kids love you. Women love you. Guys love you. Can’t beat that.

Thank you for wrestling with the girls. And dancing with them. For telling them they’re pretty. And hugging and kissing them. Even when they put you over the edge, they know Daddy still loves them. And they adore you. Especially tiny tot.

Thank you for being proud of me. For encouraging me to write and speak. For telling people about my books and urging them to buy them. For giving them away to the wives of guys you meet. For wanting me to blog and twitter so you know what’s going on in my life (even if you’re just five feet away).

I’m always quick to point out that you aren’t perfect, so people don’t hate me for having a wonderful husband. But, more often than not, I’m the one with the issues. And you are amazing. And if people hate me, well, they hate me. When I first met you, it was pretty much all physical attraction. Thanks be to God who gave me a man who is 50 times more beautiful on the inside than on the outside. And you get better with each passing year.

I love a lot of people. Some of them very deeply. Many of them are xanga gals. But you are my very best friend. I would rather be with you than with anyone else. I can say anything to you and know you’ll still love me. Anything. I know how to make you happy, and this is a very comforting thing.

You give of your time, yet I whine about getting you a snack. I’m working on this. When I choose to be unselfish, our marriage rocks. Because you’re in it.

I love how God is meshing our dreams and goals and passions together. I love the family God has blessed us with. Our family of five and both sides extended.

Thank you for being the kind of guy who is always striving to improve, to reach out, to bring glory to his God.

You’re a beautiful man, and I love you.

Marla

18 thoughts on “hubby of the year

  1. YoGrandmaYo

    Wow!  Don’t we have an awesome God who loves to bless His children?!  And to think…that’s the precious young man I have been praying for since I first found out I was expecting you!:)  Love you both and your 3 munchkins more than I could ever express!:)

  2. jbnygaard

    This really was an awesome post. It has encouraged me to write a note to Christian. You are SUCH an encouragement. You are real. You are open. You are honest. That my friend is why I love you.

    One question. Was Gabe sitting right next to you while you were typing this out? Second question. Did you hear ‘birds chirping’ after he read this???? (hee-hee)  🙂

  3. ladymiss3739

    Thanks for sharing something so personal…and encouraging all of us women to step it up a little (or maybe a LOT) when it comes to honoring our hubbies!  Wish I hadn’t missed the chance to meet you both…someday!

  4. faithchick

    wow, that’s beautifully sweet.  it almost made me cry.
    except i read this, “When I first met you, it was pretty much all physical attraction.” it tickled my funny bone & I laughed out loud.  not because i don’t believe it, but because lots of people meet that way, but don’t admit it so–i don’t know–concisely. 

    you 2 are a good team.  made for each other.  woven together into something grand.

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