When
I was a little girl, I played make believe. in my naive mind, I
imagined a man, a husband. He was brave and strong and he loved me.It
was a dream.And some might call this a silly fairy tale or the immature
longings of a girl who loved romance.But I call it my life.You love me
for who I am with no negotiation. You love me and my moods, no matter
how destructive or closed off they ,may be, and you always manage to
make everything better with a few simple words. I love you, simple as
that.
Because
you are the man of my dreams.You are the first to hold me when I am
afraid.You are my encourager when I doubt myself.You are the one who
made me a Mother. I am not a little girl anymore. I am a woman and you
are a man. But I can’t help but think of the things I didn't dream
about….I didn't dream that my husband would take miles to go home at
midnight just to see his kids 'coz he missed them.I didn't dream that
my husband would face his own personal battle and show me what a victor
looks like.
Thank you for making my dreams come true.
XOXO Adang
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