Each day I’m thankful for the man I married, the man that my husband is. He is tender, he’s sweet, he’s patient and filled with love. He also respects me as a person. He’s supportive, and is a good father. I guess it’s just the realization of how wonderful a person he really is that makes me appreciate him more and more each day. I love him so much, for being my very best friend, my buddy, my pal. The man I love to spend my evenings and weekends with. I look forward to seeing him come home at the end of the day; it’s the best part of my day. Our evenings are spent together doing whatever it is that we enjoy and it’s such a warm feeling to know that he’s right here next to me loving me.

I will be spending the next four evenings here without Hubby as he has gone to meet Sis in New York City. I know this will be a great time for them to spend together, just the two of them. They have quite the agenda and will be adding things to the list as time permits.

My days will be spent doing the normal things I do around the house and I may take Sis up on that day spa treatment that she suggested that I do. My nights will be spent just me maybe watching some TV and I may check out our “Movies On Demand” and watch a few girly flicks at night. When it comes time for me to put my head down for a good nights sleep, I find myself on Hubby’s side of the bed. I love to snuggle up on his side of the bed using his pillow and sheets. For some reason, I feel closer to him at night over there while he’s away. I’ll be here loving him and holding him close to my heart.