To My Husband


I love you. I really do. Today, we have been married for 12 years. Last year I said, "No matter what happens, I'm in your arms each night." That was a comfort to me then. It still is today.

You know where we've been. It has been a very hard, very long road. I wouldn't have wanted to go down it with anyone else. And I wouldn't have had my life any other way. I know that what we have been through and who we have become is because of where we have been in our lives. That doesn't always make it easier when we're going through the toughest times, but it helps us look back and find purpose. A comfort that those times weren't in vain; they helped us become who we are today.

You are an incredible father. Our children love you so much. I take such joy in knowing that our children know that they know that they know they are loved by you. Every girl wants to be Daddy's girl and every son wants to follow in his Daddy's footsteps. I praise God that my girls have what I never did. I thank God daily that my son has footsteps to follow in. Footsteps of a mighty man of God. A David who, though he might have fallen, still has his heart on God.

Last August was a turning point in our marriage. It was one of the toughest times in my life. I went through every emotion that a woman, a wife could go through. There were times when I didn't know what tomorrow held. But I knew it held you. As my husband. And that kept me going. Because I love you. You are the man God meant for me. You are my dream. Yes. I said that. And yes. I meant that.

You are a mighty man of God. You have such a heart for him. For me. For our children. I know you don't always believe that about yourself. It doesn't matter whether you believe it. It's still the truth. I see it. And others who love you see it. We see your heart. And we love your heart.

God has great plans for you. The Bible says, "He who began a good work in you will be faithful to complete it". He will complete it. He will complete us. We will be more than we ever thought we could by the grace and mercy of God. We never thought we'd be where we are today. We knew we'd be married, but we didn't know it could be this good. Not even a year ago. A year ago, I spoke in faith. Now, I speak from life. New life. Renewed life. And hope.

I know you will understand every word of this letter. Few will. That's okay. They just have to know that I love you. That I'm glad we got married 12 years ago. That I would marry you again today knowing what I know now. Knowing everything. I'd do it all again, but only if I could do it with you.

I speak with the heart of a wife who now knows the end. With the hope of a wife who can see a good future. "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future." That's us! God has plans for us. He has good plans for us. Plans to prosper us and not to harm us. I see those plans now. I see the good now. I have hope. I can see a future.

Thank you for marrying me 12 years ago. Thank you for loving me even when I know I don't deserve your love.

Thank you for believing in us and loving me enough to rebuild our marriage. I know it wasn't easy for you. I know it still isn't. I know the road will be a daily walk. For the rest of our lives. That's okay. I said it last August and I'll say it again, "I'm here. I'm still here."

And I'm not going anywhere.

Because I love you.

I will love you for the rest of my life.

-Your Wife


Crazy Mom Of The 3 Cubs said...

Glad to hear ~ :) Brightest blessings to you both.

Luna13 said...

All I can say is WOW! This brought hubby and I are going on 15 years and we are going through what I think you and Gary went through last August. Your words have inspired me (they always do) and I thank you for them. God bless you both! ♥ Gerlie

Thoughts of THAT mom said...


Thank you for your kind words. I'm sorry to hear that you and your husband are going through a trying time. I know from experience, though, that it will make for a much stronger marriage in the long-run.