My Heart

Around 18 years ago my heart was stolen.  It happened in a moment.  He stood in the doorway, gorgeous black hair, dreamy green eyes, thin build, sporting a red shirt.  And with a smile, my heart was gone.  He had taken it.  And with such little effort.  "I want to marry this man", I thought to myself.  I felt it stronger than I had ever felt anything before.  And this nabbing was the beginning of an awesome adventure.   I did marry him two years later.   Of course I had to, seeing as he had my heart and all.  He was twenty-two and I twenty, pretty young to get married most would think.  But we didn't care.  We just knew we wanted to be together forever, so why wait.  We had nothing in the beginning, but still, we didn't care, because we had eachother.  Fast forward 18 years later, the black hair, now laced with grey, still gorgeous.  The green eyes looking back at me with much more wisdom.  His body now a safe haven when he wraps me in his arms.  And he still has my heart.  I could never haved dreamed what kind of man he would become.  And I don't know what I did to deserve him, but I am thankful everyday.  I know that he is a rare treasure.  And I know that he is the perfect one for me.   This man who daily makes me laugh.  This man who put on hospital scrubs and stood in the shower with me so he could bathe me when I had a c-section and could barely stand up. And because of these c-sections, this same man did ALL of the caring for our babies during the first days of their lives because I was too sore to even hold them.

 A man who is constantly encouraging me.  A man who desires to do the right thing at all times, and when he doesn't is bothered until he makes it right.  This man who comes home after working all day and without complaint takes over for me, giving the baby a bath, changing diapers.  This man who is consistently putting my needs before his.  We have had a wondrous and wild ride.  And though it hasn't been all roses and butterflies, it has been great because it has been with him.  And I still love him as much as I did the day he stole my heart.