Some more sap and cheese.

This weekend Michael is hoping to steal me away for a night; and I couldn't be more excited about the prospect. I love being with Michael. It really doesn't matter what we are doing, or where we are- just being with him is enough. Really! Put me in my p.j.s with a good movie, and a bowl of popcorn, sit me beside my love and I am good to go.

That sounds good right now! Michael for the past week has been working long hours. Keep in mind that I am a spoiled wife who's husband usually pops his head in the door around 2 pm- so don't feel too sorry for me- A little bit of pity is welcome however.

He is covering for his boss the next couple of weeks- so he leaves home early and comes home exhausted just in time for the kids night time routine. Which makes for a long day for all of us! I am finding it easy to adjust to the extra work. Cooking, cleaning, and entertaining the kids isn't difficult at all. In fact I would dare to say that it is easier without Michael around, since I find myself doing what I want in my own time, and running a tighter ship with the kids. Not much has gotten past Sgt. Mommy these days. But.

Shoot!

I miss my husband. I miss him chasing the kids when he gets home, creating havoc and tons of baby laughter. I miss our car drives, and conversation. I miss him just being here. I miss the question, "So whats for dinner." And the question, "Want me to take the babies for a while so you can rest?" (even though we both know I would rather hang out with all of them) I miss running errands together. I miss arguing. Yes- arguing. I long to hold his hand, and exchange sighs and exasperated looks when one of the kids do something naughty. I miss the spontaneous hugs, and kisses. Just his presence changes the dynamics of our home. I love what he brings to our day.

I never imagined before I was married, how wonderful marriage is. I mean I thought it would be good- but this life with Michael is fantastic. When Michael and I did our testing with the mission last fall, the counselor commented that my answers revealed that I was a bit over optimistic regarding our marriage.

That makes me laugh. It's not as if I don't think marriage takes work. It does. But the end result is so worth my time. And to be transparent, there are issues that do need our time. But I am just so aware of the fact that what Michael and I have is good. So good. Good enough to protect and fight for.

Everyday I thank God for Michael, I thank Him for our marriage. And I ask that Jesus will always be the most important thing in our lives.

I know that without God our marriage would struggle. He is the beginning of all things good.

Debra Smith says, "Take away love, and our marriages are a battleground."

God is love. To take him out of the equation would leave me fearing for our marriage.

Thankfully I am married to a man who fears the Lord. And I am experiencing so much joy in our union. I don't fear for our marriage. And I never have had to.

Michael - I know that you read this! I love you SO much. Thank you for working so hard. And for striving to put God above everything in your life. You are such an example to me. I miss you!

To all the other readers. Sorry for all the sap and cheese. What can I say? I am in love!