Yesterday

Yesterday, I told B that I wasn't sure what to write. It had been a really nice day off but we really hadn't done much. So he asked me to write about my wonderful husband.... It's kind of like a love letter the whole world might read : P


B is the man I prayed for. I used to pray to God that I would finally find someone who would get me. I am one strange and crazy person so God sent me B. I love him more than an infinity of words. I love being with him and ye Gods, do we laugh. I love how he loves me even with all my insanity and silliness. One time, I decided to test myself. I tried to imagine how I would feel if he weren't in my life. I felt like someone had ripped my heart out of my chest. Or like I could never smile again. In a way, it surprised me. I had known that I loved him but not realized how intensely. He is the only man I wanted to marry and could see myself with at 90. I think about how I love him all throughout the day. And every morning I receive a hug and a kiss. He is so incredibly smart but he knows how to be silly too. I could write I love you a trillion times and that wouldn't say even a tenth of how much I love my husband. It is still so strange to be man and wife... I am not used to it yet. But a lot of the time it feels just right. In his arms, it feels like home. It is amazing.

Good day and je t'adore Marc!