To My Husband

I don't know what I did to deserve you but I do thank God that you are my husband, that He gave you to me to share this life with. It's not an easy life, is it? And yet you've always been there. Always.

In all honesty, I have never met any man -- any one -- like you. I'm not worldly-wise, I'm not well-travelled, I'm not sophisticated in the ways of the world nor seen as sophisticated through the eyes of "the world".

But you see something in me, and you know me and I believe that you do.

I withdraw so easily into my cocoon, but then You pull me out. Out of myself; out of my dark moods; out of my own self-imposed isolation.

Your belief in me has helped me grow; your belief in me has helped me heal. Your belief in me has helped me to accept myself a little more each time I take that leap into the unknown.

And you, of all people, know that I have been afraid so many times. You've brought something out of me that only you can, that only life with you can, and I thank God -- and You -- for all these gifts you've brought me.

We wrote our names in the sand once, a long time ago. Nothing mushy, no hocus pocus this time, just truth.