For everything

        

                                    

                               

         

                                         

            

                          It's Valentines Day but this weekend was also Nate's 31st birthday! 

 

 I met Nate when we were only 19 years old, actually I wasn't 19 just yet. So for 12 years this man has been apart of my life. Somedays I feel like we are still growing up but when I look back on old photos and how much we have grown as both individuals and as a couple, it amazes me. 

 This winter has been especially hard on us for several reasons. It's hard to deal with things that are hurled your way, it can be even more difficult to deal with things when you and your partner are very opposite with how you deal.

 I know Nate would do anything for me, even when sometimes I feel like that's not true. However, when it matters I feel his hand on my shoulder and he guides me. When I can't take it anymore and I fall to the ground in tears, he's there to pick me back up and wipe the tears away. He forces me to look at him. It's in my nature to not make eye contact with others when I'm upset. He doesn't allow me to do that with him. 

 When I'm anxious or worried I have the tendeny to lash out and to lose my patience. Nathan is the only one that has ever been able to successfully put out the fire that I can create in my own head. 

 Sometimes I question why God put Nate with me. I mean honestly what was he thinking? My husband requires very little in life. He is easily pleased and his goal in life is to simply be happy and that those around him are happy as well. I want that as well, but it requires a lot of work on my end to get there and Nate is always there walking next to me while I struggle. The man has the patience of a saint. 

 Nate and I have had very few issues in our marriage, usually when things are rough it's because I'm usually questioning my own abilities as his partner and as a Mom. It's hard to explain your insecurities to your partner, not because he doesn't have his own, but because he never sees yours. 

 After his birthday on Friday and we had gotten home and in bed he said "Thank you." I rolled over and said "For what?" He simply replied "For everthing."

 

 Well Babe right back at ya, thanks for everything.