My God, I can’t wait to be sitting next to my wife and see my children stumbling down the stairs, half asleep in their Christmas pajamas. Watching their eyes light up when they see what Santa brought them and experiencing the magic of Christmas through their eyes. The hushed laughs of wrapping gifts, so the kids don’t hear. The wine drunk tip toeing while putting the presents out. The jumping on the bed, telling us that Santa came. I want it all.
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One day, I want to love my husband in a way that even a blind man could see my love. I want to give him hope when he sees none. I want to be his strength when he is weak. I want to be his bravery when he is fearful. I want to be his confidence when he is discouraged. I want to be his comfort when there is something unpleasant. I want to be his faith when he is doubting. I want to be his prayer when he is without speech. I want to be his wife in a way that he will never feel unloved or not capable of anything.