Sometimes, if you're very, very lucky, a person will come into your life who loves you unconditionally, someone who really does adhere to their vow of "for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live"
I'm one of those lucky people
I've known Milton since I was 11 years old...more than 2/3's of my life. Perhaps that's why he's able to deal with all my idiosyncrasies so well...he watched them develop over the years.
My husband is a special man, he has a pure heart and honorable intentions. I have seen him literally give someone the coat off his back and his last dollar because the person needed it more. He sincerely cares about every other person on this earth more than he cares about himself...and he cares about our family most of all.
When we married my children became OUR children. He could not love them more if he were their biological father. I remember the tears in his eyes the first time DJ called him "Dad" or the pride in his face when he showed me the first card Brandi had addressed to Dad. Being a father is a big deal to him...as it should be to all fathers, and he takes the job very seriously.
Milton and I are very different. I'm a typical Type A personality who is always going 100 miles a minute, and rarely sleeps. If he were any more laid back he'd be asleep.
I believe pre-packaged food is poison in a box...he spent most of his adult life happily eating the stuff...and still does if I'm not around to feed him properly. I'm loud...he's quiet, I live by the clock...he doesn't. I try to be kind...he actually IS.
I'm going to be honest, there is nothing I have done in my life that makes me deserving of this man. I've never had a man love me unconditionally, to stand firmly next to me even when he doesn't completely understand why I'm doing something. Not in a "whipped" kind of way, but in the way a loving husband shows honor and support of his wife.
We just celebrated our 8th "secret" wedding anniversary. We both had our own idea of the perfect wedding...I wanted to elope and he wanted the big traditional wedding...Milton won.
We were in full planning mode for the big event when I became sick. Five more tumors were found where my ovaries use to be and I was scared to death. I offered him an easy out, a chance to walk away with no hard feelings, but he said he'd been waiting 20 years to marry me and he wasn't about to walk away now. So we flew to Las Vegas, got married, had dinner, then came home the next day...with only a handful of people knowing what we were doing. Then 5 months later we got married again in front of our friends and family.
Sometimes I make him crazy...sometimes he makes me crazy...but we work through it, because at the end of the day we are both committed to this marriage. It's a bit unusual, but it works...and we both agree that we're in it for life.
Today is Milton's birthday and I won't be home to share it with him because of my work schedule. I'm sure he'll enjoy the day with Bella and other family members. I have my own surprise planned for him on our next day off together.
I love you Milton, I may not always show it, but it's true. You are one of the greatest blessings in my life and I am honored to be your wife.
Happy Birthday baby
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