A Patient Man

"With love and patience, nothing is impossible." --Dr. Daisaku Ikeda

The incredibly handsome man in the photo to the right is my husband.  I know--I'm a lucky girl.  Perhaps luck isn't the right word.  Blessed, fortunate, happy...yes, those words fit better. 

Kenneth and I have known each other a very long time, and he is indeed the love of my life.  We fit together like puzzle pieces.  He fills in the missing pieces of my heart and soul, and I do the same for him.

For instance, I am not a patient woman.  I am patient with children.  I am patient with very ill people.  I am patient with animals. My patience is limited rather than limitless.  It is not particularly long lasting either.  I tend to want immediate results and I am not ashamed to admit that I am a big fan of immediate gratification.

Did I mention I'm pregnant at the moment?  I told y'all I'd flaunt my bump in a bikini!  See me rocking this pregnant body?  Pregnancy, of course, means that my hormones are running rampant.  I am overly emotional and what little patience I possessed to begin with has flown out the window.  At times I am cranky and waspish, snapping at people with little to no provocation.  My temper is as hot as the summer heat, though shorter lived. 

Other times I find myself weepy, sad and crying for any number of reasons.  This pregnancy is high risk.  It is frightening.  I cannot possibly explain to you how scary it can be when I allow myself to dwell on the medical statistics. 

But my husband is a patient man.  He sees through my biting remarks to the hormones and fear underneath the surface.  He smiles and placates me when I don't deserve it.  He tells me my pregnant body is beautiful until I believe it.  He cools my temper.  He wipes away my tears and holds me when I need it.  He is a patient man.  He has to be.  It takes a patient man to love a woman like me....especially a hormonal, pregnant woman like me. 

His birthday is coming up soon, this patient, loving man I get to call husband.  I am so grateful for you, Kenneth.  You are indeed an amazing husband and father.  Happy (early) birthday.  I love you....madly.