Nine Years

It's hard to believe that this week (tomorrow, Wednesday 12/17/08, to be exact) will mark our 9th wedding anniversary. Weird, really weird. I don't know why really but I guess my head still feels 19 even though my body feels 40! I've been reflecting on this man I call "my Adam" and realize that we've been through a lot and how grateful I am for him. Especially over the past few years. He's grown to be a great husband and father, something as a teen I prayed I would marry someday. The last few years while I've felt more "old lady like" of sorts I've noticed and appreciated more of the little things he does. Marriage really is about all the little things. Like turning on our porch light for me so I don't come home from work at 1am to a dark house. Or the little light in the house that he leaves on too. It makes me thankful for him every time I drive up the street to our house. No matter how terrible my patients were, it makes me feel a million times better to know that he supports me and it makes me love him more. Or how he never complains or tries to pawn Spencer's diapers off on me! Or how he encourages me to get out of the house and do fun things (even if I don't always go) with friends or have some 'me' time. He never calls me when I'm out to tell me the kids are crying or "When ARE you coming home?" He texts me to tell me if he's running late geting home from work or has a SLOW attending reading out with him just so I know what's going on and to plan our evenings. He changes Justin's bed whenever I ask without complaint (since it's a daily task with J's issues) and lathers J up with all his special lotion-potions that we have to do twice a day for J's psoriasis. He loves his boys. I think that's been the greatest thing to watch as we've been married--his capacity to love our kids and me and watch that love strengthen. He truly is amazing and I love him dearly. While marriage is never easy (no matter what anyone says), I'm glad I chose him--I know I chose the right guy. He's handsome, kind, thoughtful, logical, pragmatic, genius-smart, amazing. I've loved watching him love his calling as a youth Sunday school teacher--he truly loves teaching those kids and his time with them. He keeps me sane and compensates for my crazy stressed-outed-ness that can be me sometimes (or a lot of the time, it's just who I am!). The last 9 years we have certainly had our ups and downs, and we've changed a lot but grown a lot. And while things aren't perfect, I'm glad that I get to grow old with him. Happy 9th Adam. Love ya hon.