Saturday, January 7, 2012

Letter to my favorite adult

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Omi,

 

   Six years ago in front of our family and dearest friends we chose to make a commitment to each other.  One that many thought was too soon and would likely not last more than a year (if we were lucky).  Our whirlwind relationship had a very short engagement of less than a year and a courtship previous to that of maybe 3 months.  But I just knew you were the man I was meant to marry.

   I prayed for God to send me a man that would treat me well and make me feel like there was nothing else in the world, and he sent me you.  There is not a day that I am not thankful for you and everything you do for our family.  You are the poster child of what a true man is, and I am thankful that our sons have such a magnificent example teaching them the wrongs and rights in life.  You are a provider, not just financially but in every aspect of the term.

   With our generation and the ones that have followed the relationship we have managed to maintain is not an easy task.  We both have our strengths and weaknesses, holding onto our strengths and working on our weaknesses together.  You drive me nuts, and I never forget to do the same.  I am so proud that we make things work, and continue to learn new things together.  While sharing the same priority in life: raising our children correctly, we also never forget how important time for each other is.

    I know I kid around all the time about how you are not my favorite person (that is my spot is equally shared by the boys), you are my favorite adult- and you are.  Since our first day together you have done nothing but make me your world.  You are my partner is this madness we call life, and could never see any one else battling the world along side next to me but you.  When I try to organize my thoughts and feelings there is such an abundance of words that shout out at me:  thoughtful, loving, hilarious, tender hearted, grumpy, pompous (lol), go getter, a fighter (not even in a physical way), clown, best friend, intelligent, athletic, (in my eyes) irresistible, witty, smart mouth,  great father, husband, son, brother and human being just to name a few.

I love you Omar Falcon, there is not a day goes by that I am not thankful for our marriage.  Looking forward  to tormenting you for many years to come :)

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