Thank you for saying “I do”.
Thank you for smiling at me in a way that shows me how much you love me. I live life knowing I’m loved deeply, and it’s a wonderful way to live.
Thank you for being patient with my ramblings and my (lack of) organizational skills. And my procrastination. And my impulsive entrepreneurial ideas. And my annoying habit of leaving cupboard doors open. And my lawn mowing skills. And my forgetting to put your work clothes into the dryer. And my never scooping the dog poop. And my locking the keys in my car, and killing the battery and backing in to stuff. And….maybe I’ll stop there.
Thank you for calmly saying “I got it” when we are an hour from home and I freak out because I remember what I forgot to pack and I knew I was forgetting something. (Seriously he saves the trip. Every time).
Thank you for holding me and praying for us when I cried on your shoulder and told you we weren’t going to be able to meet our baby.
Thank you for taking me to Church when I was angry and didn’t want to go. God did His deepest healing in me on those mornings.
Thank you for always reaching for my hand.
Thank you for telling me you are proud of me.
Thank you for your kind eyes, that looked with awe and wonder at our new baby son. He has your eyes.
Thank you for starting each morning reading your bible and praying for wisdom, and praying for me. I spy on you sometimes.
Thank you for always eating what I cook, and telling me thank you for the meal. And for helping clean the kitchen afterward. COOKING IS HARD!
Thank you for telling me that you love me in moments when I’m not expecting it, like when we’re checking cows or irrigating.
Thank you for working so HARD. You are a pretty badass farmer. Sorry for saying badass.
Thank you for rocking fussy babies so I can sleep.
Thank you for asking me how I am.
Thank you for helping me do something I didn’t believe I could. (I’m referring to bringing a giant baby named Rex into this world without an epidural). That was all you.
Thank you for telling me I look beautiful, fancy face or not.
Thank you for the kind of father you are to our little boys. I pray they are like you.
Thank you for the last six years. They have been the happiest of my life.
I love you.