Ode to Jonathan

I'm a lucky girl. I met my hubby when I was 13 years old. And even though

we didn't really get together until 6 years later, Jon has always known

what he wanted out of life...and what he wanted from me.

He knew that he was my soulmate and would be one of my best friends. Best of all, he knew that he'd love the HELL out of me and my kids.

We've been through a lot together and yet, after 15 years,

I still find myself in awe that he's remained by my side in spite

of my quirky imperfections. My husband is sweet and kind;

and has always accepted me for who I am. He is also blissfully unaware that the true reason why

we've lasted this long is that he has no clue that he is too good for me.

And THAT, my friends, is one secret that I'll happily take to my grave.

(...or at least until he gets to read this post. *wink*)

Now, with a new baby on the way, I thank God every day

that my girls will have a "dadden" who will love them

unconditionally, relentlessly and will support them - no matter what.

Sarangheyo, Eggie.