Awesome husband.
So, the dude that I am married to is awesome. Not your normal kind of awesome that is used to describe great cake or a pretty picture. I'm talking monumentally awesome, right up there with histories great painters and true love and REALLY great cake.
I call him "the best anti depressant" cos whenever I'm near him I'm happy. No need for mind altering drugs when you've got an awesome husband.
I guess I'm all soppy about him because we're coming up to out 18th wedding anniversary. 18 years and it only feels like 5 minutes.
Sometimes I have to think hard when I turn around and see 2 young adults in the house, I forget my children are practically all growd up. And fine people they are too.
Jitsuqueen with all her talent and beauty. She doesn't realise that she's like the sun and people want to be near her just because she's got such a happy, sunny disposition. People are drawn in like moths to a flame and they find they just want to stay there shimmering in her golden sunlight.
Sly, don't get me started on this young man. Seriously. He was born a superstar and just keeps growing into a bigger superstar. And man oh man is he funny, he has us in stitches just by being himself. I see him struggle with difficulties that you or I would find a breeze, life doesn't sit easily with him but he battles on with his 'emergency cola and maltesers' (stashed away in his lair) for when he can't cope anymore. I love to hear other momma's moan about how sugar makes their kids hyper, not at my house baby! Sugar is the king of all calmness here at the The Shire.
Do you know what?? I'm all sorts of lucky.
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