Day Ten

One Person Who Means a lot to Me

I put off doing this post because it makes me choose.  I have lots of people who mean the world to me.  Each of these people have enriched my life, served me, and made this world a better place for me. 

Being separated from my husband is weighing heavily on me as of late.  It has not been a fun experience, but an experience that has taught me some very valuable lessons, lessons that I needed. 

I learned I need my husband, I miss his presence, I miss our (rare) late night gab sessions.  I miss my after work hugs, I miss watching some silly tv show late at night snuggled next to him, I miss having his help and support with the kids.  I miss our routine, I miss having a friend to talk to. 

I believe in Eternal Marriage and Eternal Families.   In the big picture of things my husband is the most important person in my life.  As long as we do our part, we are bound together for forever. 

My husband and I are as different as night and day.  More often than not I'm battling with our differences and getting discouraged by them.  He is openly opinionated and unafraid to step on peoples toes, I am opinionated, but generally I keep those thoughts to myself, and I cope with life by trying to be a people-pleaser.  He see things very black and white, while I get lost in the grey of things.  He was an only child raised/spoiled by his aunt and grandmother, I am a middle child of 6.  He's very closed off and I am very open, He prefers to not talk about feelings and personal things, while I can't stop talking about them.  He is fond of electronics and technology and spreadsheets and can get on quite the verbal frenzy about these things, while I have no desire or interest in things that don't have feelings or emotions.  He likes things clean and quiet, while I enjoy those things too, I like to get my hands dirty and being loud every once in a while. He pushes through every trial and struggle he has with perseverance and determination, while I cry and whine and quit when things get tough. 

I could go on forever about what makes us different and all the things we don't agree on, but the things that we agree on are what really matter.   

We have three children, that we were given and even though we'd be the first to admit our kids are great at driving everyone crazy, and we are less than perfect parents, we love them and do the best we can with the things we've been given, to raise them right.  My husband didn't have a father in his life and while that presents some unique challenges, I'm amazed at how Mr. Giovannoni tries so hard to be a good dad, he does everything in his power to give his kids all the things he didn't have. 

We believe in God and in the "Plan of Happiness", we are united in our devotion.  We work towards the same eternal goal. This is what makes all of our differences something worth working out.  

We are both cheap/frugal and believe strongly about living within our means.  

We both love us a good curry and hot & spicy things.

We are both stubborn.

We are both resilient, although he does a lot less whining and crying about things. 

We both believe in working hard.  And we each work hard to keep our names associated with good qualities and behavior.

 

Mr. Giovannoni, I hope that we can be together again soon, because I do realize now more than ever that you mean so much to me!   For better or for worse you are my other half, together we make one interesting whole.