I am grateful for my husband.

I truly, am a lucky girl to be able to call him my husband. I don't know if you know this but I can be super bitchy sometimes. Sometimes, I just can't be pleased. Even then, on my bitchiest of days, he will still kiss me good bye and tell me he loves me and head out to his graveyard shift. He gives me anything I want. He tells me no. He sticks up for me. He tells me when I am wrong.

He is an amazing father. I couldn't have chosen a better role model for my kids.I am grateful that he can work the graveyard shift and come home and feed the kids breakfast. I am grateful that he stays awake to see them off to school. I am grateful that he stays awake so he can see us and hang out with us before he has to go back to bed.

I am grateful for him being here through some of the hardest parts of my life. I am grateful that he chooses to love me and come home to me everyday. I am grateful for how hard he works to provide for us.

Babe, I know I don't say this enough but I appreciate you and am so grateful to have met you and can't wait to spend Time and All Eternity with you!

I love you.