He wasn’t always a cowboy. Before we moved here to AZ, we were beach bums basically. He was my first love, my only love. I knew when I was 14 that he was the one I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. He is still with me and accepts all my faults (and I am full of ‘em). So, 36 ½ years and going strong, we are blessed with 6 kids and 2 grandkids (for now…. boys and daughter, get them babies poppin’ out!!!).
I cannot say how many times I re-fall in love with him. Take for instance the other day I was meeting him at the store to buy a big screen tv. I was going down an end aisle and from afar I glanced a nice looking cowboy with tight jeans and a black cowboy hat, then as I got closer I realized he was my hubby…. mmm what a nice sight. If my son had stuck around any longer he would have had to tell us to “get a room”.
Ok… so it’s a little mushy, but I love him!
Feels good to be me!