a man of your word

are you a man of your word?
this man is.




sometimes i am so touched by brandon's ability to always always do what he says he will.

last night at like eleven thirty (brandon has to get up at 6 each morning and be out of the door by 630) he noticed the trash was full of (probably chocolate covered mint leaves and other extraordinary culinary catastrophes of mine) stuff and said he would take it out this morning.

i wake up at nine thirty (i know i know, lazy.) and i go to throw away more kitchen stuff and the trashcan is blissfully empty.

at some point,
during the thirty minutes of running from our room, to the bathroom, to the livingroom, while i lay alseep in bed (when i should have been up making lunch...and breakfast) brandon moved both of our cars, took out the trash, fed himself and still came in to kiss me goodbye.

i am so grateful for a man like him, who is honest and always takes the time to make good on his word.
it is a comfort to know that i've chosen somebody who can be faithful in the gospel and in our marriage to the promises he's made.
it is what helped me hold on while he was away
and teaches me to hold tighter while he is here.

i love him very much.


there are too many reasons to write them all, but i'm sure an eternal lifetime with him will cure that. i'll find the time, and with time find more reasons.

j