Evermore Thanks

So today I had one of the worst days I've had in a long time. I won't get into to many details because it's not what I want to focus on. It was one of those days where even the little things seem to be going wrong. I had to stop myself & think about all the good in my life. I went to a get together tonight where I met four new wives that I had talked to on facebook before, but never actually met. We had an amazing time together & I realized that I have developed some of the best relationships of my life since becoming a Navy wife. I talked a lot about my husband, we all did really. We talked about how we met, and how they proposed, and how great they all are. 

I was thinking about just how much I love my husband no matter how many tears I may shed, how many lonely nights I spend, how many bad days I have without him, there is nothing in the world that I would trade it for. He is my angel, he has brought me to an amazing place in life & I cannot thank him enough. He literally is my rock. I have needed someone like him in my life for a long time & God finally decided it was time to give him to me. I can never repay him for the strength he has given me, the wonderful life he has provided me, or the love he has shown. I will however be there no matter what to support him in everything he does, til death do us part. 

I started writing this intending to tell you about what I feel has been one of the most important days of my life.  I want to start sharing our most memorable stories with ya'll. I have blogged about it before, but it was when I very first started & I don't think I did it justice. The day I am talking about is August 2, 2009. It was the third night after I met my Daddycakes. He asked me out to dinner & told me to meet him at his parents house at seven. When I arrived, I walked up to the front door and glanced over to the side where I saw him standing with a single red Tulip. Red is my favorite color, it's the color of passion & love. The Tulip was beautiful, he had even tied a pretty, curly, red ribbon around the stem. It was so sweet. I had been in bad relationships before & thought he was going out of his way to do just this. Little did I know that I had discovered one of the most romantic men to walk this earth. 

He drove us to this little Italian restaurant called Valentino's. We sat down & ordered two glasses of wine, then he said "I have a story to tell you." I listened completely in awe of the way he spoke. He said "The story goes like this, Once there was a princess names Shirin, she was beautiful. There was a young man named Farhad who was deeply in love with her, but she was a princess and he was forbidden to marry her because he was not  royalty. So one day he went to her father, the king, desperate for a chance to have his daughters hand. Her father said he would give the boy a chance, but first he had to complete a task, he was to dig a canal that was six leagues long by himself. This was a task that would take him years to complete, he said he didn't care he would do anything to have his daughter as his wife. So the boy worked day after day for years, until he completed this canal. Once the king heard that he had finished he sent word to Farhad that the princess had been killed. Farhad was so heartbroken, and overcome with such unbearable grief, that he threw his axe into the air, it came back down striking & killing him. It is said that in every place a drop of blood was shed, a red Tulip sprung from the ground. To this day the red Tulip symbolizes the perfect love. So I was trying to decide what kind of flowers to get you and I decided you only needed one, this one." 

By the end of this story I was crying at the dinner table. This was the exact moment I knew I was in love. I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life in his arms. This day has been a very important part of my life because any time we are apart, he always tells me goodnight or ends his email by saying "Look for me in your dreams my love, I'll be the guy with the Tulip." These words alone have gotten me through many hard times. 

I kept that Tulip he gave me that night, it's the very first page in our scrapbook & the most important. Anytime I need a boost All I have to do is open the book & there it is, reminding me of why I make the sacrifices I do.