Some people have a brag book. Mothers have them for their children, Grandmothers have them for their grandchildren, I sometimes wish I had one for my husband. Whenever I try to tell people about this man that I married I always think I sound like such a dork. I wish I could just give them something like a perfume to smell but it would be the “essence of Matt”, have them smell it & be like “He’s like that, but better”. You would really have to know him to understand what kind of man he is. I have often said that if I could bottle his essence & it would make other men be a husband like him I would be a billionare 10 billion times over. Seriously, I would end up complaining about those rednecks the Gates’s down the way & “Why can’t they just mow their lawn?!”  I can’t tell you how proud I am to be his wife and how privilaged I feel to love him.

When I married Matt we were poor. And poor with a capital “P”. I had started out at an entry level position in a finance company and Matt was a full time grad student studying ceramics and sculpture. We had no money to our names. We made a grand total of $28,000 our first year of marriage, (before taxes mind you) and that’s living in California too.   Eventually I told him (in the nicest way possible) that he either needed to get his teaching certificate or go to work full time. And bless his heart, he did. 3 months later he was the Opperations Manger for the finance company we worked for, 1 year later he was VP in Charge of Opperations. by the time the company was finally sold and absorbed into a much larger company he was running all daily activities and making the financial decisions.

Now almost 5 years later he has excelled so far and so fast in this industry.  I’m so proud when his dad (who works for the same company) tells me all the compliments, achievements, and industry acknoweldgements he’s received (because being Mr Wonderful, he’s also quite humble).

You always think that those love stories & plays & dramas where the woman is just beside herself  in love is just complete bs. No one ever loves like that you think. But after almost 5 years I’ve come to realize that with the right soul, mind, and spirit you can burn more deeply for a person than you ever thought possible. Burn so deeply that you almost can’t function.  They talk about a 7 year itch, where some people get bored & wander, but if this is a taste of what it’s like to keep rounding the years out with a person you love completely I think I might have an explination for spontaneous human combustion.

Though life is always changing and it’s been one hell of a hard year for us, I feel more loved, more sated, satified, and alive than I have in months. Here comes the sun, and it is glorious.