The Wage Mage and Her Husband

I talked about family the other day. But I forgot to talk about the most important member of my family. My husband.

When I talked about family I chose, I forgot to talk about the biggest choice of them all. My hubby. I am sure there are some close friends and family who still wonder why I chose him. It's okay, they'll tell him that to his face, nothing but love!

I met him through, oddly, his ex-wife. She used to hang out at the same metaphysical store I did. For a while, I just knew him as a face in the truck when he came to pick her up from the store. Then we started playing D&D at their place, and it went downhill from there! Heh heh. Ask my hubby and the hobbit's hubby (hereafter referred to as the kitchen god) about helping run cable at my place. Yet another story that involves my forgetfulness, and subsequent minor embarrassment.

Then he got divorced, and a year or so later, I got divorced. Six months later, I looked him up, and here we are. We've been happily married for 3 years!

I can't imagine being without him. He is the best and brightest thing in my world. (His response: "You poor woman..")  He makes me laugh every day, even when I don't want to.  He works hard to take care of me, his mom, and the bills. He makes sure I eat and that I take my medicine, and that I take care of myself, although his idea of medicine is BC Powder and a Band-Aid. He has always put me before himself, and I am honored to be his wife. He puts up with my forgetfulness and my ADD, which is a Herculean task. He deals with the fact that sometimes mornings and I do not get along and especially when I have to go to work, I am not the friendliest camper.

For as much as he likes to be a tough guy, he has the softest heart. For some reason knownst only to the gods themselves, animals and children love him, and that is saying something. He helps his dad and his brother even when they won't help us, and when his dad gets old, even though he has screwed us, my husband will still take him in, because he's a good person.

Of course, he believes none of the above. There are days I cannot believe that he loves me, because the kind of love he has for me, I do not feel worthy of.  I am blessed to have someone in my life like him.