My Christmas Angel

Yes, I married a good one. I can't tell you how many times I think that same thought every single day and I hope that all married women can relate. And even if they can... I can't help but think that I am the luckiest out of us all.

Being married to my husband has been wonderful and amazing and I learn everyday that it's so much more than just having a partner. Having a loving husband is coming home from a business trip and having the house decorated for autumn because he knows you'll love it and thought it might be silly to spend the money. It's going to the store and coming home with silly Santa Claus slippers because even if he thinks they're slightly ridiculous, he knows you'll think they're awesome. It's making a perfect pot of chili because he knows you love the way he makes it, a post-it note on your desk that reminds you that he loves you, a smile in a crowded room that lets you know you're the only person he can see, and most recently...

installing a fence in the middle of the winter because he knows how much easier it will make life for you.

Joshua, I know that the fence has become the bain of your existence and I know the work has probably been tough enough to make even a preacher cuss. I know that drilling 48 fence post holes into frozen (yet muddy) ground was gruelling work. I know that you froze your tail off as the snow soaked you to the bone in 30 degree weather. And I know that I am incredibly blessed to be married to a man who did the job without complaining one time. You truly are my angel and you make me the happiest woman in the world. Thank you for everything you do for me... big and small. I hope I am not too much of a pain in the rear in return!

Oh, and of course, thanks to Randy and the rest of the guys, too. You all are far too generous to give up your time to help with such a nasty task. We are so blessed to have such wonderful friends out here in Small Town, Illinois.