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A Love Letter to My Husband

September 21, 2008 by Kristen

My Dear Husband,

When I was a little girl, I played make believe.
I pretended to cook and clean and to be a Momma to my baby dolls. (I did not role play walking around WalMart with a screaming toddler, because there are some things that you must experience to truly appreciate).
But in my naive mind, I imagined a man, a husband.  He was brave and strong and very handsome.  And he loved me.
It was a dream.
And some might call this a silly fairy tale or the immature longings of a girl who loved romance.
But I call it my life.
Because you are the man of my dreams.
You are the first to hold me when I am afraid.
You are my encourager when I doubt myself.
You are the one who made me a Mother.
You are also the one who still leaves his clothes on the floor.  (Just keeping it real).
I am not a little girl anymore. I am a woman and you are a man.
But I can’t help but think of the things I didn’t dream about….
I didn’t dream that I would hear my husband praying over me as I dozed off to sleep.
I didn’t dream that my husband would buy journals for each of his children and write letters to them. Because he longed to leave them a legacy.
I didn’t dream that my husband would face his own personal battle and show me what a victor looks like.
I didn’t dream that my man would be a Chick-Fil-A fairy, delivering sweet tea in my moments of need.
Today you turn 38 years old.  And more than anything, I want you to know that I love you more than I ever dreamed.
You are a man among men. You stand out as you lead our family. You are my heart, my life, my best friend, my soul mate.
And the best back scratcher this side of the Mississippi.
You are unique and beautiful.
And you are mine.
Happy Birthday, husband. I cried when you told me you wanted Russian language lessons for your birthday.
That request alone, makes you a hero in my world. I am so proud of you.
Thank you for making my dreams come true.
P.S. Do you like my new shirt?
Oh, and I got you one, of course!
Food for the Soul:
“May the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you all.”- 2 Corinthians 13:14

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The Nest

September 3, 2008 by Kristen

We are having some serious hair care needs.My toddler has fine baby hair that is slightly curly.  I wash it regularly and comb it daily. Promise. But this is what happens:Within minutes, it gets snarled, fuzzy and tangled.  I have to comb thru knots.I affectionately refer to it as the nest.  Because if a bird got a good look at it, well, let's just say, my daughter would be sportin' some twigs and leaves in her hair.  I'm just sayin'.So, dear internets, can you help a vain Mom out?  Should I cut ... Read More

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