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Originally posted by just saying:
I’ve been married to my husband for 15 years. The only visual in my mind that I can best remember when he proposed to me was when he pulled a ring out of his pocket and I remember his hand was shaking.

He’s surprised me many times though out the years with special dates, flowers and jewelry. He’ll even pick up my favorite candy bar (hershey’s with almonds) occasionally when he is filling up his truck with gas. He always lets me be the one to pick which movie to see or rent. He always helps me put the folded clothes up or load the dishwater after we eat. In our old house, he’d always let me go first in the shower because the hot water would run out.

He loves, loves, loves our children. We have had four. He held our baby, who was born premature, for the fifteen minutes that he lived. He plays a game of around the world (basketball) with our boys just about every day. Several years ago, our little girl was going through chemotherapy. One evening, she felt well enough to play on the living room floor. We had just gotten back home from Memphis and I had tons of clothes to wash and other things to do. My husband said for me to go do those and he’d play and watch her. After getting everything cleaned, I was going to wash my hands and sit in the floor with them. You can see our living room floor from our kitchen sink and as I was washing my hands I asked how everything was going. My husband, with his back to me, just said, “Fine.” I called his name and he slowly turned around and had blue and purple eye shadow, pink glittery lips, and a pink hair clip in the top of his hair.

Two years after that, I was told that I had cancer. I’ve always felt self-conscience to be close to my mid-30s and having this one side of my face prematurely wrinkled from radiation damage. I had the funniest country boy mullet you’d ever seen where my hair had fallen out. I’d lost a lot of weight and literally looked like Olive Oyl. He was always complimenting me and telling me how great I looked, but I’d always think he was just trying to make me feel better. Two weeks ago I had a polyp and a cyst removed and he was helping me with my first shower after my surgery. I was standing in the shower trying to wash dried up betadine off. He pulled the curtain back and soaped a wash cloth and started gently cleaning my back. He helped me pull the clear tape off over my stitches. (On a side note, really, does that tape have to be so sticky? A one inch square piece of that tape could stick an elephant to the top on the Empire state building and hold it there during a category five storm.) After my shower, he softly dried me off and wrapped me up in a towel and kissed me. So, that’s the most romantic moment for me. Him letting me know he still wants me no matter what.

I love him so much it hurts.


This is the sweetest thing I've read on these forums in a while. Good luck to you and your family, stay strong. You are both blessed with eachother and your children!
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