Nineteen years ago today I got my first, last and most favorite engagement ring. I was nineteen years old at the time. For some reason this seems poignant and significant to me. It gives new meaning to that old "Better Half" expression.
This, my former fiance's 20 year old college ID card, took me only two minutes to locate. It is in his top desk drawer along with his Porsche Club of America membership card, his Kmart and Kroger namebadges and about 50 random loose keys. The guy is nothing if not prepared. It is one of the many things I love about him.
Life with my parents was Part One. They did their best with the terrible twos, chicken pox and puberty. Brad got Part Two and has seen me through PMS, fertility drugs and mommyrage. (I'll bet he can't wait for Part Three--teenagers! And menopause!)
Here are nineteen words for my better half:
dependable
handy
funny
loyal
generous
patient
frugal
athletic
competitive
smart
experienced
even
reasonable
strong
hungry
motivated
romantic
confident
mine
11 comments:
Love the last word on the list.
Love what you wrote.
Love it.
You got an absolute gem. After B-rad came along he became our new standard in raising boys. We wanted some future girl's parents to trust our sons the way we did our new SIL.
He seems like quite a catch. Frugal describes my husband too. I help him find balance...or something like that.
Sounds like a great guy Gabi.
Good luck with Part 3. I hope it isn't as bad as it sounds (for both of us).
You really did get one of the good ones. Isn't it weird to have spent as much time with your husband as you did growing up with your parents? I'm a few years away from that milestone, but think about it a lot.
The menopause thing made me burst out laughing.
Another perfect post, Gabi. I loved it.
I love how you called him your former fiance. I also love that he is reasonable. I love that in a man.
I love the saved card. I love that you are so happy and blessed. And I love how your mom called him B-rad.
I have a B-rad, and I think it would be awesome if my mom would call him that.
Cute! We still have some of our student ID's hanging around. Good husbands are worth their weight in gold (which is MUCH more than US currency...).
I'm so glad to hear that someone else was nineteen when they got engaged. Makes me feel better.
That is weird to think about that 1/2 your life you have been together.
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