To the one I love
I was recently asked the question Who do you admire? Why?
The first and best person I could think of was my husband, Claus. Nobody else really came to mind.
I don't admire him because I'm married to him, but I am lucky that I married someone who I did and still do admire.
He's loving, gentle, constant, committed, generous, kind, caring, intelligent, thoughtful, and consistent. He's dedicated, reliable, focused, determined, and perseverant.
He's a loyal husband, a patient father. He's a man of his word. He's a good provider, a stable presence. He is this and so much more.
Together, we raise a sweet child, and we share a life. He supports me when I struggle, he celebrates with me when I succeed. He is a good, good man.
I admire him for all the things he isn't, as well. If he has flaws, they are minor ones.
I think him beautiful inside and out. I always find him the handsomest man in the room.
I know all this - I carry it in me all the time. Yet putting it into words, being asked the question, reminds me of my truth.
This person I admire has a birthday today and I am luckier for it. Happy birthday, Husband.