I was having a hard time coming up with things to blog/write about. I really didn’t know why because I usually don’t have trouble thinking up things to write about. Yesterday when me and the husband were having dinner, he asked me “Do you think Michael Jr. ever thinks about me?” I just got really mad because I could hear the pain in his voice. I felt so bad for him. He is a great man, husband and father.
As a mother, I was use to getting crap from the children. That just comes with the territory. But father’s are different. They get up and go to work in the morning and come home at night. They get to play with the kids, do the homework, read the bedtime stories, so they are not use to the crap thing that the mom has to put up with all day. At least that’s the way it was in our home.
Then we started having that discussion again about the kids. Ugh, I hate that discussion because it always ends the same way. It’s the Titanic and it sinks every time, with both of us feeling very bad thinking we were just the worst parent’s ever. We didn’t deserve what our children did to us. Our family didn’t deserve what they did. I include my two boys, because they were hurt just as much as we were. It has been a struggle to keep our family going, but that’s my job and as long as there is breath in my body that’s what I’m going to do.
My husband will be celebrating his 60th birthday this year and it’s going to be a great celebration. He deserves it and we are so blessed to have had him for so long. I hope we have him for another 60.
Well I could put up so many pictures that tell the story of his life and how devoted to his family he is. These are just a few of the many. He is loved by me and his guys. I keep him going because it’s my job. He is just the best guy in the whole world and I hope he will have a great birthday celebration.
I just want to say this one more time. You are my best friend in this whole crazy world. I love you to the moon and I have been blessed to be part of your life and to be loved by you ❤