Last night as I was falling asleep Dayton was next to me with the laptop looking up things on the computer about ways to improve his business. I placed my hand on his leg and tears welled up in my eyes. I had one of those moments where I saw how good his heart is. A baby on the way overwhelms him I know that but he doesn't dwell on it he works so hard and wants to be the best dad and and husband he can, that I can barely handle it.
Marriage is not easy. I sigh as I write that because I remember those hard times. Dayton and I are both very imperfect. I admit, there are weeks were I pout for a few days and am cold to him. We spend those days really distant and they're far from fun. We are both very stubborn, but he is so sensitive to when I'm hurting that he's the first one to say sorry and come over, console me, and wipe the tears of my face. Then I commit to communicate more and Dayton agrees to be more patient. I usually cry more because I don't feel like I deserve to have someone who can love me so much. So so so many tears. haha
The good parts of our marriage and when we are silly always out shine the bad. And there may be times in our lives where the bad out does the good but we try so hard to work things out. We try so hard to be good people and to be sweet to one another that we'll be able to get through those big rough times I'm positive.
Happy Valentine's day eve to my Valentine who loves to reverse spoon, has more hats than anyone I've ever known, and laughs hysterically at the Harlem Shake videos. I'll love you for always, monkey.
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