my dear sweet husband

I have previously mentioned and will continue to mention my dear sweet husband in my posts and I want to make sure that there isn't any confusion as to what I mean when I use that term. I use that term sincerely, out of love and respect and never out of sarcasm.

Andy and I have been married for over 30 years; yes, longer than most bloggers have walked on this earth! Each day I am so thankful that he is my husband and consider myself blessed to be his wife. Andy has such a sweet spirit; it humbles me to be his wife. He has a servant's heart and without a doubt has the gift of service. He is incredibly intelligent but does not flaunt it over anyone. He is loving, caring, and very supportive. Andy is my best friend.

He has a way of making those around him at ease. He is almost "Yoda-like" as he convinces people to do things his way without ever saying a word. I stand back in those "Yoda" moments and smile as I know what's coming and the "targeted" person has no clue that they are about to be "yoda-ized".

Andy has patiently loved me while supporting and encouraging me every step of the way. We have been through great times and tough times. We welcomed four beautiful children into the world and mourned the loss of a fifth baby. We had great times with our parents/grandparents and together mourned as each individual passed away. I regret that I never got the opportunity to be around Andy's parents to learn more from them. They had to have been awesome people to raise such a wonderful man.

Andy has an incredible sense of time even though he rarely wears a watch and time means very little to him. Americans would do well to learn something about time from the people of India. We are always in a hurry and for what? We hurry from one appointment to the next so we can move on to the next task at hand in an effort to make it through another day. I think we hurry our lives away. Andy is still working with me on my problem with time!

Andy also has a great sense of direction even though I do not always want to believe him (I am a little stubborn). For example, I try desperately not to drive to our capitol city without him because I know I will get turned around and I will not know north from south or east from west. That doesn't mean that I don't think he's wrong when he tells me which direction to turn (even though he's always right).

He is a great listener. He listens to me ramble on and on, especially after work! We have a unique situation in that we both work for the same company, in the same building, and with the same hours. We drive to work together, share lunch around noon, and at the end of the day we drive home together. I think it is great!

I know that one should not refer to a grown man as "cute" but there is no way around it when I describe my dear sweet husband. Yes, he is very handsome but at the same time he is cute. I think it comes from his sweet and gentle spirit. He is cute!

Therefore, when I mention my dear sweet husband in future posts you will know that I am serious and I only use that description as a term of endearment.

AL, I love you very much.