Husband is a loving father. He plays with our daughter, reads to her, and teaches her on a daily basis. Today he showed her how to color inside the lines and she intently tried to copy him. He patiently teaches her what "time-out" means and gives her big hugs when she has succeeded in staying put. Before she was born, we went book shopping and he bought her a children's encyclopedia - I don't think he can wait to tell her all about the world & all of God's creations on our earth. Husband chases Daughter all over the playground and braves the cold waters of Lake Michigan for her so that her play can go on for as long as she wants. He makes her smile, giggle, and she misses him every day when he goes to work. He is the center of her world. She is the center of his. There is no other husband or father quite like him - and we love him for providing, for playing, and for being ours.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Happy Father's Day
I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you a bit about Husband. For better or worse, he is my One. We met when we were very young, 15 & 16 years old, respectively. After he graduated high school, he joined the United States Navy. My husband is a brilliant man. Anyone that knows him well knows how incredibly smart he is. While he does know factual information some may dub trivia, he isn't one to spout useless facts - he really knows so much, so many complex ideas and understands how things work, anything really, I haven't stumped him yet. Like I said, he joined the Navy after high school and it wasn't because he didn't have options. He was accepted to more than one university & had scholarships to pay his way. Husband is also one of the hardest working people I know. He enjoys working. He enjoys problem solving, fixing things, figuring out how to efficiently get from A to B. I think that he needed to have a career- one with clear goals, one with strict standards, and one that represented something bigger than himself. Now, he may not be able to verbalize this. If you asked him point-blank why he joined the military, he would humbly say, "I really don't know." - but I will say, our military needs more individuals like him.
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Well written - sound like a good man.
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