I always new I loved my family growing up, but when I hit college and started dating, love became an interesting emotion. There were a couple of times I really "liked" someone, but love.....yeah no. So when Grant first told me he loved me (actually he said something to the effect of, "I think I am falling in love with you," I FREAKED! I sat silent, how was I to respond to that???? He did not take offense (at least I do not think) and asked me if that scared me a little. When I responded yes, he said he would try not to bring it up again. He must of not tried very hard because I think the next time we talked on the phone he told me he loved me. To which I simply said, "Thank You." Oh poor guy, I am totally laughing out loud as I type this. This went on for at least a month, him professing love and my offering gratitude. I remember the night I decided I might be in love too, and blurted it out. Holy cow, I could not believe I said it and spent the next week trying to avoid having to say it again. I do not take that word lightly and had never said it to a boy outside of the family. As I exercised the use of the word it became more comfortable and I fell helplessly in love with the most amazing man I have ever known. I know he is not perfect, neither am I...but we always say we are perfect for each other!!! No matter how long we have been married, his hugs make me feel safe, happy, loved and at home. He makes me laugh (and much to his dismay my hardest laughs are at his expense-but he puts up with it.) He welcomes me into his interests and is willing to try mine. He allows me to be my own person, and makes me better in the process. He is my love and my life and I will love him forever, and ever....and ever!
Besides he makes really cute kiddos!