But this post isn’t about me – it is about the wonderful guy that I married. I could write a novel about him but promise to make this somewhat short!
My big city boy hails from Miami, Florida and came to Kentucky after his father accepted a teaching position at Eastern Kentucky University.Needless to say, he experienced some culture shock and continues to feel that he can drive better because he learned to drive in a big city. After graduating from college, he spent a few years in Michigan before deciding that Kentucky wasn’t too bad. (And then he found me and couldn’t go anywhere)
A die hard Miami Dolphins fan, we typically spend birthdays centered around football. As I was always a college football fan, he has taught me to love the NFL. Of his own choosing, his 40th birthday was spent at the Football Hall of Fame with several of his good friends. (He likes to remind me that he didn’t go out of the country or do “anything fancy”)
As I grew up in a sports oriented world, he has made sure I watched every movie that has been made from a Marvel or DC comic that he loves. I still can’t keep some of them straight but I can tell you that because of him I know Wolverine’s true name (James), and I’m certain I wouldn’t have ever got to enjoy Robert Downey Jr as Tony Stark. (The fact that I know any of that should simply amaze you and make him proud).
But he is more than football and movies.
He is dedicated and loyal – not only to his family and friends but to his work. He is truly one person who LOVES his work in the banking world. Most of us could wish to find ourselves in that position. (on a side note, I regularly state that I sleep with my banker – insert your laugh here).
Although he can be serious, he also knows how to have fun.
It wasn’t until I met him, that I realized St. Patrick’s Day is should be a MAJOR holiday. This is a man who takes off work and schedules where he is going and what he is going to do, and what every one should be wearing (note below, top right picture). Also note the below picture on the left is a half way to St. Patrick’s Day picture.
It does seem very cliche to make the statement that “he completes me”. However, I can tell you that when I met James, I found a piece in my life that I didn’t know was missing. He is my partner in good times and bad. We’ve survived four moves, two new home builds, traveled in and out of the country together, nursed each other through kidney stones (him) and ruptured ear drums (me) and been there for each other as we have grieved the losses of the past year. The one constant through it all has always been his beautiful smile and that fantastic sense of humor.
So Baby, I tell you every day that I Love You, but today I’m telling the world. I thank God that he brought you into my life and know without a doubt he knew what he was doing when your family moved to Kentucky. Thank you for being a wonderful husband and partner, dedicated son to your parents and loyal friend to your friends and co-workers.
I’m praying for a wonderful year ahead for you and can not wait to continue being by your side.