"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Friday, June 5, 2009

Love letters

So, I always used to get pretty jealous when my sister-in-law would post things like this because I wanted to be able to do the same. So, here's my love letter to my husband.

Mel, you are the best. I love the fact that you would get up with me every morning at 6 just so you could spend a little time with me and that you would make me breakfast so I could get a good breakfast before I went to work. I love the fact that you want to come home to me as much as I want to come home to you. I love the fact that you want to work on making our marriage stronger even though it's already really strong.

I'm so grateful that you will "help" me with the laundry and making the bed (and by help, I mean that you do most of it!), and then you'll do most of my dishes and help me make dinner.

I love how you like to cuddle with me all night, even when you're too hot, and how you'll always get up to close the window if I'm too cold.

I love that you'd rather play games with me when you could get with your friends on x-box. I love that you love camping as much as I do, and that you'll help get things ready instead of making me do it all.

So, on this day, six months from the day we met, I'm so very glad that I married you and that we both got divorced (as much as that sucked!), so we could get married. And I'm glad that we're re-trying our first date, and hopefully it will turn out better than it did that day (though that date ended up being pretty fun).

I love you Mel, and I'll see you when you get home.
:-*

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