He brings me coffee every morning to my bedside to wake me up.
He lets me sleep late.
He makes the kids’ breakfast.
He tries to make sure the kitchen is tidied up before I come in the room so I don’t stress about extra housework.
He cleans the toilets and bathtubs because the chemicals hurts my lungs.
He then goes to work and haggles with unfriendly clients on a regular basis.
He’s given me five beautiful eternal children that keep me going.
He then comes home to lunch and helps a crying daughter get through labeling Mississippi River on a map of tears.
He strengthens the bond of brotherhood with his sons talking with them about lizards and guts.
He then makes sure that my needs are taken care of by going to the grocery store and taking the little one so I can I have a moment or two of silence.
He works on the house in our constant state of remodeling. He does so with laughter and fun.
He exceeds in taking care of the finances but always knows and shares how the Lord is taking care of us.
He fulfills my desires to the utmost as a husband should.
He laughs at my corny jokes and blesses my heart by calling my singing beautiful.
He walks uprightly with the Lord.
In the last 12 years, he has been my very best friend and my sweetheart. I love you! Happy Anniversary!