I’ve been blogging on WordPress for a week now and haven’t really said much about my husband, so today is his day. I have to be careful when I talk about him because I can easily take it right over the top. We found each other late, we’ve only been married eight years, we’re so compatible it’s ridiculous, and we’re annoyingly goofy. I think he’s hilarious … and smokin’ hot. I haven’t really found anything he can’t do. And he loves me.
I met Kim at church when a friend recruited him to play bass guitar in our band. Since I play keyboards we instantly had something in common, but nine months went by before we had an actual conversation. I’d recently lost my husband, my father-in-law, and my dad in a hellish eight-month stretch and I wasn’t speaking to men at the time.
Anyway … I sort of got over my unspoken vow not to talk to anyone of the male persuasion ever again, and we finally had a chat. Until 4:30 in the morning. He came to a program I was in two nights later … and followed me home two days after that and cooked Easter dinner for me … and we decided we were getting married … and three months later, we did. If you’ve read my “About” page, you may have noticed the word “fairytale” … it’s an understatement.
So now we’re into the Happily Ever After part of the story. I get to live with a man who treats me like the proverbial queen, not only does all the cooking but the shopping and clean-up as well, brings me coffee in bed, makes me laugh like a demented person, plays heart-melting guitar, writes music, reads voraciously, knows how to build things and fix things, how to clean a house like the former Navy man that he is, and loves my son like his own. And he kisses even better than he cooks.
The really wonderful thing is how he lets me be me in every way. He encourages my interests and talents, isn’t jealous of the time I spend on the things I love, and nurtures me on the days when pain wins for a while. He listens to me babble when I get excited about cool things that happen … and knows how to make me think he’s actually hearing everything I say.
My husband isn’t perfect. Neither am I, not even close. But we’ve both lived other lives and we’ve had time and opportunity to learn that not everything in life matters equally. Some things are better left unsaid. Most negatives, when balanced against the incredible positives, are not even worth thinking about. As he often says, “You have to know when to be satisfied. You have to give yourself permission to be happy.”
I’ve made my share of mistakes in life, but I can’t help thinking that Kim is payback for something I managed to get right.
Playing for Time 
Sep 27, 2014 @ 07:55:23
This post made my heart smile. I could spend all day reading your blog. Thank you for being here! 🙂
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 09:57:39
Oh, so sweet, Lori! Thank you. And by all means, hang out all day — I’d love it! 💜
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Feb 12, 2013 @ 16:11:24
What a great romance, I loved reading it.
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 16:53:06
Thank you so much for reading, and I’m glad you enjoyed it. Please come back any time! I’m on my way to visit your blog …
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Feb 11, 2013 @ 22:40:40
I am so ready for payback…but I guess I’ve yet to give myself permission to be happy. Lovely to read your story though 🙂
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Feb 12, 2013 @ 06:21:41
Thank you. Life is not nearly so “pat” as my story might indicate … as you well know. But this one is all true — every word — and I don’t question it. Be somebody you love … and someone else will love you that way, too. 🙂
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Feb 12, 2013 @ 07:03:44
🙂
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Feb 07, 2013 @ 10:10:57
OK, seriously Judy? Goosebumps! I love my husband dearly, but probably don’t tell him enough of the great things I think about him. Thank you for giving me an amazing perspective of gratefulness and gratitude, and congratulations on finding such a wonderful match. You’re very lucky (and you know luck isn’t random, right?) xoxo Stacie
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 16:54:03
Luck is in no way random. And every day in this house is filled to overflowing with gratitude — we don’t take a speck of it for granted. Now go hug your husband. Again. 🙂
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Feb 05, 2013 @ 10:01:33
How wonderful!
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 16:57:16
Thank you, Robin.
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Jan 31, 2013 @ 14:00:49
Hey Judy, here I am commenting on your page. I love your story. Tall, sweet smokin hot men are wonderful! I have one too. and I got you beat, we’ve been married less than a year. If you think you adore me now, just wait until you read the amazing story behind this late bloomin’ romance.
http://thecheekydiva.com/2013/01/06/daily-prompt-my-favorite/
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 16:55:20
Omigosh, we’re sisters! I had chills and tears while I read your story — so wonderful. And I love the photo of you standing next to him — I only come up to Kim’s shoulder, too. 🙂
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 17:12:09
He thinks it’s funny to put my favorite chips where only he can reach them, so when I scream “Where’s my Chili Cheese Fritos?!!!!” He replies “I ate them all” with an adorable dimpled grin I can’t stay mad at. I finally decided to put my chips where I can reach them and told him he better not even open the bag, or he’ll get a sock in the nose. Now THAT’s true love! 😀
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 17:32:53
And appropriately cheeky!
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 17:39:41
LOL, yes, lots of cheeky at our house.
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 17:42:24
🙂
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Jan 30, 2013 @ 21:03:38
Hi! Judy, Enjoy reading your comments and stories. A couple of months ago I was in a store and through the window happened to see you and Kim in your car. As I watched you the “silent movie” of the joy you two share played out before me. The laughter, touches and silly banter was evident even at a distance. So happy for you!
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Jan 30, 2013 @ 17:33:11
I love hearing your love story, it’s beautiful. And although it makes me sad that I don’t have that, it makes me smile and gives me hope.
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Feb 18, 2013 @ 16:56:48
Aww, that’s so sweet, Kay, and so nice to hear from you! And Mylene, my love, never give up and never sell out — your Prince Charming is out there just waiting for you to show up. Or vice versa. 🙂
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