Warning: a little sappiness below.
Dave is on the other side of the world again where he can't check blogs (the government has restrictions for that sort of thing...seriously), so I can't get in trouble for being a little mushy in this post (he has restrictions on mushiness). Usually I'm fine when he's gone. The kids and I have grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner and we stay out at Target or running errands 'til bedtime. I get in productive mode and get projects galore under my belt...and I don't sleep. Sure, we miss Dave, but we endure and then soak him up when he gets home.
But this week is different. I miss him so much it aches. You see, on Wednesday it was our anniversary. Our FIFTEEN year anniversary. And I celebrated by having a slew of cousins sleep over with my girls and managing the summer mayhem by myself, passing by the gorgeous flowers on my counter Dave had sent to arrive on the big day over and over as I cleaned up spilled lemonade and changed diapers and dried tears and tried to cajole my kids to eat more veggies. He spent the day traveling around China to various factories there. He has some product he needed to be there for, and with our crazy summer schedule there was no other time he could make that trip work.
I miss him not only for this week while he's physically gone, but because I swear life seems to swirl into bigger and bigger commotion as our kids grow, and we can hardly get a word in edgewise to each other over the dinner chaos or the carpools figuring who needs to be where and when, or through some drama of one sort or another brewing between our "sweet" children.
In the midst of the cacophony of raising five children, I hope he knows that he is my number one. I love being a mother almost more than anything else I can think of in the whole wide world, second only to getting to be a wife to this man. Our kids will grow up and move away, and though they will always be wrapped around my finger with a vise grip, Dave's place is wrapped around my heart.
I thought Dave was my best friend way back then, fifteen years ago, and as I look back now I realize that was only skimming the surface. I'm so thankful for the depth of "us" that reaches through fifteen years of all the ups and downs all agglomerated together to make the relationship we have now.
What I have learned about Dave is that he is incredibly humble. He always says he's sorry first even if it's not his fault. He knows how to put first things first. He is compassionate. He is passionate. He is a go-getter like I've never seen before when he sets his mind to something. He knows how to prioritize.
And he chooses to prioritize me. At the top of his list.
I am the luckiest girl I know.
I love you baby...can't wait for our "get-away" when you get home.
p.s. sorry so sappy...couldn't help it