Bragging Rights

Well, I never thought I'd see this sweet little side of me when it comes to giving Greg props, but I just have to. It's funny that when you sit back and reflect on your marriage, you can almost literally see a timeline of growth. Like, I feel like I have watched Greg grow into the man he is today and though we've had our share of tiffs, it's an obvious blessing that God brought us together.
I feel like he's more in tune with my needs: My need to shop, my need to huff around, my need to organize or rearrange, my need to eat everything in the house, my need to get my meds refilled so I don't wander about the Target parking lot in tears searching for my van today!, my need to just be retarded, my need to plant something, paint something, or tear something apart, my need to sleep or rest b/c I have no energy, my need to still watch 90210, my need to change my appearance every so often, and my need to go do something just for me.
I have watched him single-handedly create his swim business. I've watched him become a man who helps with the kids, the house, the yard. And I've watched him become an amazing father and leader of our family.
I'm sitting on my couch typing on the laptop he bought me just b/c I said I thought I needed another one that did not belong to school. I'm looking out my window at the massive mess in our yard that he made from chopping down part of the jungle left here by previous owners, just b/c he wants us to have a really nice yard for our kids to enjoy. And I'm washing the new stuff I bought today with the money he earned from teaching swim lessons this morning. Oh, and we're about to watch a movie he picked: Bride Wars, just b/c he thought I'd enjoy it!
Sweet Guy I have! I do love him :0)