I have told you all that I am the luckiest woman on the planet because of the Knight of Awesomeness I call my husband. And I am. He brings such joy to my life and it would take me all day and too much space to tell you all the reasons why.
I remember when we were still in our 20s driving wherever in his Jeep — if he would touch my leg or hold my hand or kiss my fingers it literally sent sweet shivers up my spine. I would melt inside and I felt so cherished by him. And safe. And secure. I had never felt that way with any other man I had ever been in a relationship with. One thing I knew for sure was that Rich Reed loved me. I had no doubt about that. None.
He still does.
Early this morning, when I was having trouble falling back to sleep, he reached across the pillows and touched me. I melted. Why? I don’t know. Rich must touch me 100 times a day. We’ve been together a long time now and the newness is gone, but he made me melt deep in my heart right then. He rolled over and started to rub my arm and then my upper back. He propped himself up over the pillow to give me a hug and then rolled over and went back to sleep. I fell asleep too — with a smile on my face and cheer in my heart.
He still loves me.
Rich Reed you are still my hero. Thinking of you without the distractions of kids and bills and responsibilities and whatever else ties us down — thinking of you and me and just us — well that makes me melt. I will love you for the rest of my life and beyond.
I don’t care what anyone else says or thinks about me when it comes down to it. Anyone — friends, acquaintances, neighbors, relatives, strangers — can throw stones of any and all varieties my way and it really doesn’t do a thing to me. Ya know why?
Because at the end of the day the one human being on the planet who knows me the best — flaws and all — reaches across the pillow to rub me and to let me know how much he loves me. The one person who matters the most in my heart… that person… well, guess what folks — he loves me and wants to spend every day for the rest of his life with me.
Say what you will. Judge all you want. Go there. It’s fine.
My man loves me and he always will.
Besides Jesus Christ and my children — that is all I’ll ever need.
Who matters most
in your life?