Happy Valentine's Day

February 12, 2012 at 10:14 PMKatie McGarry

Book I'm currently reading: 11/22/63 by Stephen King

This morning's running conditions: 24 degrees and partly cloudy  

Song I placed on repeat while running: When You Say Nothing at All by Alison Krauss

Why I love the song: This describes my relationship with my husband 

My Favorite Lyrics:

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes sayin' you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

When we were dating, my husband brought me daisies every Friday. On Valentine’s Day, my birthday, and Christmas he would buy me a stuffed sheep (as I think the fluffy white animals are beyond adorable). A few times he bought me jewelry and he never let me pick up a check.

On the one year anniversary of our first date, my husband took me out on the same exact date. At the end of the night, he got down on one knee, in front of a roaring bonfire, and asked me to marry him.

He apologized for not having a ring which in my head was a silly thing to say. We were two broke college kids scraping to get by. My heart was galloping alone with the words he uttered to me. I didn’t need a ring. He loved me and wanted me to be “his girl” forever.

After staring at him in shock for a few seconds, I said yes. I have never regretted my decision.

To most of the world, my husband is quiet. He’s smart, strong, and athletic. A good guy who is always willing to lend a hand.

To me—he’s more. So much more. He’s the man who placed himself between me and a man trying to rob us; willingly placing himself in harms way in order to protect me.

He’s the man who looked me square in the eye with unwavering strength and faith and squeezed my hand when our first child was born and we heard no cry. With one last glance at me, he left me to hover over our precious newborn as the doctors worked over the baby. I’ll never forget the spark in his eyes when we heard the babe’s first cries. Nor will I forget how big he looked and how small the child looked in his arms.

He’s the man who quiets my fears, holds me when I sleep, and can make me laugh.

He’s my whole world.

Happy Valentines Day, D. I love you. Forever.

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