The hubs

Sometimes I am a wench. A wench that thinks that she does everything perfectly and doesn't always feel loved. I turn into a wench when life doesn't match the scenarios I have created in my mind.  In turn, I can make some moments in life can miserable for all. Other times I realize how lucky I am. My husband is one hard working guy. He holds my feet when we watch tv and gently tickles the back of my neck on road trips. He makes me laugh until I cry and takes care of me. The bottom line is he tries and I need to appreciate that.  I read this Bob Marley quote today (oddly on pinterest) and it really struck a cord with me (especially the "Don't analyze" line).  I love my husband and I need to make sure he knows that...

"He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you."

I need to have this tattooed on my inner arm so that I can read it over and over again. P's not perfect, I'm not perfect but our crazy little life if pretty darn close.