I was a very bad girl. Yesterday was Valentines Day and I didn’t get my husband a card. I know, how shocking since I’m a romance author. I just got so caught up in everyday life I forgot. So I hope you will all indulge me as I make it up here.
Ken,
When we first got married over sixteen years ago, I had no idea that I would only grow to love you more and more with each passing day. I know you have no idea how important you are to me because I too often neglect to tell you. The last thing I want is for you to think that I don’t notice all the things you do not just for me, but for our family.
I see when you take time out of you busy schedule to take our daughter to the play park because she got 100% on her spelling test. I notice all those long talks you have with our teen son as he struggles to find himself and become a man. I cherish all the little things you do for me, such as making a fresh pot of coffee when I’m working under a deadline and am in desperate need of caffeine.
You do all these things and you never expect a thanks. That’s because you are such a giver you don’t even think twice about your generosity. You just do it because that’s who you are. A co-worker once told me I was spoiled by you and he was right. You do spoil me and the kids.
In order to make sure we could keep up with dance lessons and ski expenses, you work two sometimes three jobs and you never utter a word of complaint. You have gone without new shoes just so the kids could get the latest video games, without new clothes so they could have toys and without takeout so they could have a new DVD. You are not only my hero, but the kid’s too.
I could never live without you. You are my strength when I am weak. My joy when I am sad. My anchor when I’m adrift.
Even though I sometimes complain when you leave the toilet seat up or don’t do the dishes, don’t think for a second I would ever trade you in. You are better than any hero I can write in one my romance books and I will always love you.
-Stephani
Ken,
When we first got married over sixteen years ago, I had no idea that I would only grow to love you more and more with each passing day. I know you have no idea how important you are to me because I too often neglect to tell you. The last thing I want is for you to think that I don’t notice all the things you do not just for me, but for our family.
I see when you take time out of you busy schedule to take our daughter to the play park because she got 100% on her spelling test. I notice all those long talks you have with our teen son as he struggles to find himself and become a man. I cherish all the little things you do for me, such as making a fresh pot of coffee when I’m working under a deadline and am in desperate need of caffeine.
You do all these things and you never expect a thanks. That’s because you are such a giver you don’t even think twice about your generosity. You just do it because that’s who you are. A co-worker once told me I was spoiled by you and he was right. You do spoil me and the kids.
In order to make sure we could keep up with dance lessons and ski expenses, you work two sometimes three jobs and you never utter a word of complaint. You have gone without new shoes just so the kids could get the latest video games, without new clothes so they could have toys and without takeout so they could have a new DVD. You are not only my hero, but the kid’s too.
I could never live without you. You are my strength when I am weak. My joy when I am sad. My anchor when I’m adrift.
Even though I sometimes complain when you leave the toilet seat up or don’t do the dishes, don’t think for a second I would ever trade you in. You are better than any hero I can write in one my romance books and I will always love you.
-Stephani
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Stephani, that is so sweet and puts the rest of us to shame! Ken is lucky to have you as well.
What wonderful things you say to your hubby! Mine was in the dog house on Valentines...that is until I got the flowers...and it made me wonder what he was up to at first since it had been about 10 years since he got me flowers without a prompt from me.
This time, I just gave him a whole list of possibles and he did it on his own.
The best thing about it was that he was adament I not get him a card or anything. So I just gave him lots of hugs, kisses and took him out to dinner. We had a really nice night.
Lynn
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