So, I’m a bit behind on blogging.  As you all know we’ve sold the house and have to be out in less than 2 weeks, eek!  We’re sorting things out, but I thought I’d pop on here and write a little something about my hubby.

Every year on our anniversary Dustin and I neglect to get cards for each other.  We always want to, we always plan to, but we always buy them a few days late.  It’s kind of a running joke now because we’d die from shock if we actually got an anniversary card from each other on our actual anniversary.

I filled Dustin’s card out just after our anniversary and left it in the drawer where he leaves his keys each night.  He wouldn’t open it because he hadn’t signed my cards and left them for me yet.  I reminded him of it a few days ago because it was still sitting there unopened.

Well, he finally signed them (yes, he always gets two for me) and I found them while cleaning out a drawer this morning.  They’re my 5 year anniversary cards and I got them this morning, 6 months and 2 days after our 5th anniversary.

I’m glad they came now, that they came late.  Somehow they just mean more to me when they come on a different day than our anniversary.  Somehow he knew the right time to give them, when I needed an extra boost of confidence and just a little more love.

If you don’t know this already, I love my husband.  I love him more than words can say, more than the number of hugs or kisses I could give him.  I love him now more than I loved him yesterday and will love him tomorrow more than I can imagine.

I love you Dustin.