but at age 17 if you were to tell me that I would be married at 19 I would never believe you.
When I was younger I thought I was never going to get married.
I thought I would be lonely forever.
Turns out, I was wrong.
I count my blessing for having an amazing husband.
I’m grateful for all the things that he has done for me.
I’m grateful for his hard work,
he never gives up on what he believes.
I’m grateful for his laughter,
there isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t laugh when I’m around him, and sometimes the laughter is the kind where you’re laughing so hard that you can’t even breathe… that’s how you know it was really funny.
I’m grateful for his caring side,
he knows how to make me happy.
I’m grateful that he tells me I’m beautiful,
half the time I don’t believe it, because I’m a girl and that’s just how we are, but I know he really means it.
Even when I wake up with raccoon eyes and war paint on my face.
And that’s how I know it’s true.
I’m grateful for his love for family.
Especially for his love of children.
I love watching him with our nieces and nephews. Not much could melt my heart more.
I’m grateful for his non comparing self.
He doesn’t compare himself to others, I’ve never known anyone else with this trait.
I’m honestly saying NEVER I’ve never heard him do it.
I’m grateful for his fun side,
he is always trying to make things fun.
I think it’s that child like fun that I wish I always had.
There are so many things that I am grateful for, but for the most part I’m grateful for his love.
I’m so glad to have him as my best friend!
He is the best and I am one lucky girl!