Reading this made me cry at work... I truly do love my husband.
I don't even know how else to introduce this, so here it is: hubs' blogging debut!
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Hey everybody it’s
me, C’s husband J/Hubs/Babe/Mr. Wonderful! C has been nagging me asking
me for a couple weeks now if I would guest post on her blog and the reason I've been dragging my feet is because I just did not really know what to say on
these things. I mean I blog stalk my wife every chance I get and love reading
what she has to say about me and love seeing all the nice encouraging
comments everyone leaves her, but I have had absolutely zero inspiration for
this post, which is odd because I am without a doubt the wittiest, most
charming, and most debonair man anyone will ever meet, but apparently I also
suffer from extreme blogging performance anxiety. (I don’t even know how long
these posts are supposed to be. I mean, how many pages in Word is too much??) Alas,
here I am, at a loss for anything amusing or charming to say, and since I
actually do despise talking about myself, I am going to tell you all the story
of C and I, from my perspective.
Now I know my wife has that cute
little section of her blog where she tells how we met and our engagement story
and blah blah blah and all that. But this is the real and gritty truth of what
went down. Its kind of funny, I have no memory of meeting C for the first time.
She claims that it was the day our mutual godson was born, I came into the
hospital room with flowers for her sister and earplugs for my cousin. She saw
me and immediately fell head over heels while I, on the other hand, apparently
had no idea she was even in the room. But we must’ve had made some sort of
connection along the way because I began torturing the heck out of teasing
her via social media constantly (yes, apparently I flirt like a 9 year old
school boy). This went on for a few years actually, until in early 2011 I went
to my cousin’s house for dinner and C was there as well. Well, my cousin and
his wife went out after dinner to get dessert and left us alone watching the
baby. So while C was doing the dishes and I was playing with the baby I walked
up to her and said, “So is this what our life is going to be like if Cassie and
Jordan die?” Very morbid I know, but it was by far the slickest pick-up line
I’ve ever used. Little did I know at the time how right I was. Of course,
Cassie and Jordan are still alive, but you get my drift. Well, we started the
whole courtship ritual, then got engaged, and then married and all that. But I
want to tell you all about today is how that series of events has changed my
life. Seriously, like 100%. When I first starting dating C, I was at the lowest
point of my life. Things were pretty bad. Looking back on it now I really have
no idea what she saw in me outside of my ruggedly handsome face and charming
personality. But she saw something; she saw a lot actually. She saw more than I
even knew existed. At that time, I was still living with my parents,
(seriously, never moved out once, not even in college), I had no car, I had a
decent job that I had been at for 10 years but it was a dead end job. She saw
through all of that and saw the man I could be. And here I am now, not even two
years after we first met, and I am not only moved out of my parents house, but
I have house of my our own. If you had asked me three years ago if I
would ever go back to school I probably would've laughed. “No way, I’m fine
where I am now, I’ll get that promotion eventually.” And now look at me, I’m
halfway through getting my Master’s degree. A MASTER’S, me, I’m going to hold
an advanced degree. I also spent last night working on my resume and cover
letter for job applications, scratch that, CAREER applications. My life is so
ridiculously good right now it’s not even funny. And I owe 100% of it to the
owner of this blog. I personally know that I have made fun of hear guys
all the time make fun of their friends for being whipped or changing when they
meet a girl like its some terrible thing, and I know it can be... but when you
meet the RIGHT girl, the girl God has planned for you since before you were
born (seriously, my mother has prayed for my wife since she was pregnant with
me), it is something to be proud of. And when you meet that woman you will WANT
to change. I never thought about going back to school or buying a house or even
growing up in general because I never had anyone to do those things for. And
now that I do, it doesn't stop. I try to do my best to make the best life
possible for my wife and I, and I always will. Like right now, I have to go run
an errand before I pick up C from work. So thanks for bearing with me through
this, and I promise that next time I guest post you’ll get to see that charming
witty side of me.
J
