HE LOVES ME....

Such a simple flower or two on the bleakest of days does wonder for the soul...but even more so was the sender, who from 10,000 miles away told me in so many ways that I belonged to him and that even when apart..we are eternally together....

HE can read my mind, which is often a blessing, but sometimes my stumbling block...as he does not need me to speak my mind - he already knows it - and - even when i do...he listens....

HE has decidedly made me the richest of women as he has challenged me to be better...because he sees my true worth..even when i don't....or am too beleaguered by the thought of climbing that hill to be the better woman....

HE makes me stupidly smile and laugh out loud and remember what it felt like to look in his eyes that first night when he told me that someday he would rope me the moon....

HE has roped me the moon and so much more....

HE has seen the worst in me...and is still by my side...and loving me...

HE can make me laugh at nothing....and then the rest of the day, just give me that look and I am back laughing...even when inappropriate....

HE can make me blush in church...because he has made it known that he LOVES me....

HE loves my body..the body that is so far removed from the smooth skinned, oh my gosh you can see my hip bones and do I look fat...(because now I don't ask...I already know the answer to that!)...and is now laced with the lines of five babies that graced my body and the curves that were left behind....

HE can stir up the shadows of our courtship and crossing the dessert with only stars to see with singing a single song...and dancing on the side of the highway....

HE is the best man I know......he is quiet spoken and intelligent, and gifted when talking to people about anything and everything...he won't fight, but he won't back down either....

HE is forgiving......especially to me and my black and white quirks and idiosyncrasies when I believe a certain thing or way...but he will forgive and go on with anyone....and thank heavens with me....

HE loves to surprise me...from planning a trip to see my favorite singer to sneaking home from Iraq and knocking on my door at midnight.....

HE keeps trying to surprise me...even though i am no good at surprises...and try to guess what is going on

HE loves to have secrets just for the two of us...though I am also the worst at secrets...I have no game face...and wear my thoughts, emotions and yes...even my secrets...on my sleeve...but he keeps trying....

HE LOVES ME...need I say more.....

and I Love HIM.....because of who HE has helped me become and who I aspire to be.....