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The day after Mothers Day
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Yesterday was Mother’s Day. The first one for my wife and mother of my son. I was sick most of the weekend and can only hope my wife understands how much I love her and appreciate everything she does. I think the day ended pretty well but it got me thinking of how much I really do rely on her for, well almost everything and how lost I would be without her. Without her life would go on... My son would survive and grow up but such a shadow of absence would be cast over our home that I shudder to think about it. My wife is more than my best friend; she is the rock I lean on in turbulent times. My great shame is that too often I take this for granted. All the things she does, she does so well that I forget that they may not be happy tasks or chores she takes on because she wants to take them on but instead things done out of necessity or urgency. I suppose a good wife and mother makes the hardest toil look easy. I wish that I were a better husband and father so I would notice the nuances of this and realize when it matters most that some jobs require me to step up and lend a hand, even when it seems that I would only get in the way, especially since getting in the way has always been one of my most annoying skills.

 So what does my wife do?

My wife makes our house a home...
My wife makes me smile...
My wife makes the best cupcakes...
My wife makes the best friend...
My wife makes our son giggle...
My wife has fantastic design skills...
My wife has the prettiest eyes in the whole world...

My wife makes better pot roast then even my mom!
My wife gave me a son that is the greatest joy there is...

My wife is my forever girl...




 



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