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Friday, August 24, 2012

He gets me.

WARNING: This could end up being an incredibly sappy post. Deal with it.

The Dude and I started dating about 9 months ago. And you guys have all been along for the ride, for the most part (well, if you've been reading this for that long you have). Anyway...

This guy gets me. For whatever reason, that just clicked with me yesterday. I don't know how to explain it really, but I'm going to try.

He knows how incredibly stressed out I've been over the past couple of weeks, with school starting and my dead van and the change in the custody schedule with the older 3 kids and trying to get all of this canning done and everything else that I do on a daily basis.

He came over last night to help me out with some things, and he went to the store to get a few items that we needed. And he came back with flowers. Nothing super fancy or expensive - just a couple of flowers that were really pretty and smell really good and they made me smile. And now every time I look at them, well....I smile again.

Of course he came home with movies too. But that was part of the reason that he went out in the first place. He even brought home a comedy instead of the usual zombies or whatever that he prefers - because he knew that I needed to laugh. Before we sat down to watch the movie, I told him that I would be de-stemming the sand plums while we watched it - and he corrected me to inform me that WE would be doing it together. And we did - side by side on the couch, with buckets of plums, pulling off the stems and sorting them out - as we watched the movie.

I had mentioned to him that I needed a new basket-thingee for my canner - the one that I had was actually starting to fall apart from being used so much, and so while he was at the store, he found one and brought it home with him. Why? Because he knew that it would make my job easier.

It's the little things like that. And it's the big things. He walked into this relationship knowing that there were 5 kids involved, and it's never bothered him. He treats them as if they were his own children. When he was walking out the door yesterday to go to the store, Alex and Daniel yelled "love you!" to him and without missing a beat, he said it right back to them. Luckily, he was already out the door and I had my back turned, or he would have seen the tears in my eyes when I heard him say it.

Daniel is determined that The Dude is going to be his dad. I don't know when he started saying it, but a while back he made some comment saying that he wanted The Dude to be his daddy. He totally caught me off guard when he said it, and I stopped what I was doing and asked him why he felt like that. His response? "Because my real dad was sick and he died, and I love [The Dude] and I want him to be my daddy because he loves me too." Yep, more tears from me on that one - numerous times. The Dude and I have talked about this at length - he is more than prepared to be the positive male role model, father figure, or whatever you want to call it. It is a role that he embraces wholeheartedly and without hesitation - with all of the kids, not just Daniel. It's just different with Daniel because he DOESN'T have his biological father in his life. Watching the relationship between him and the kids grow and change over time has been amazing - and when I start to question whether or not he's really prepared for all of this, he never fails to remind me that he did sign up for this.

And he puts up with me. He deals with my mood swings without losing his patience with me. He tolerates when I get OCD about something and just lets me do whatever it is to get it out of my system. He supports me in my efforts to be healthier, and does whatever he can to help me when I have a race to prepare for, and he's there for me on race day when I cross the finish line. He's my biggest supporter, cheerleader, and confidant. He's the first person that I want to tell when something funny happens and the first person that I want to show a really cool picture to before I post it for the world to see. He is definitely, without a doubt, my best friend.

I don't know how I got to be so lucky after all of these years, but I do know that I have never been this happy. And while I still haven't changed my mind on marriage, I do know that I want to keep this guy around for as long as he can put up with me.

16 comments:

  1. Awwwww! <3 Kerry is a pretty cool Dude.... even though he's a Cowboys fan. ;) I'm so glad you two found each other. After all you've been through I'm glad to see you have someone who makes you so happy.

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    1. Thanks Jen! The Cowgirls thing is annoying, but if that's the worst flaw that he has, I consider myself to be lucky!

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  2. The Dude/Kerry is a good man...he is also a lucky man.
    B

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    1. I still think that I'm the lucky one! I'm just glad that you got a chance to meet him and that you approve - that means a lot to me! :)

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  3. This post makes me smile. Whole-heartedly, full-fledged smile. You got so lucky because there's no one in the entire world who deserves happiness more. You have been a cheerleader, supporter, confidant and best friend to so many (me included) over the years, and you deserve all the happiness that life can afford you.

    Dude, I'm sure you already know, but you have one very special lady here..........thank you for making her the happiest that I've ever seen her in all the years (7 already...do you believe that?!?!?!?!) that I've known her. You win my vote! ;)

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  4. I just want to say : AWWWWW!!!

    Marriage isn't for everyone, especially if you've been thru it 2 or 3 times (for me... depending on if you count marrying the 2nd guy twice...).

    I'm glad you found the happiness that you so deserve!

    Much love from an adoring fan :) <3

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  5. I love you too, babe. We do for each other, picking the paths we go down and then joining each other on those paths in life. I hold in my heart the look on your face when I showed up at your house on your birthday or when I just handed over the van keys after TMOART. We're not only learning how good it can be, we're setting the example!

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    1. And that attitude is just one of the reasons that I fell in love with you. Your willingness to be the example is amazing.

      I love you!

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  6. AMY AND KERRY, READING YOUR BLOG EVERYDAY IS LIKE READING A GOOD BOOK YOU JUST WANT MORE. IT'S BEEN A GOOD READ SO FAR. ALSO WATCHING THE CHILDREN GROW IN THEIR LOVE OF YOU KERRY IS WONDERFUL. WHO KNOWS, MAYBE YOU KIDS WILL MAKE IT TO 55 YEARS ALSO.I LOVE A GOOD LOVE STORY.

    GRANNY

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    1. Hmmm....55 years would put me at 95 years old. The Dude - well, he wouldn't be *that* old. LOL I hope we can last that long!

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  7. Such a beautiful post to read the first thing this morning.
    Starts my day out with a huge smile, yes a couple of tears also...the good kind! SO many huge prayers and wonderful happy wishes for all of you. Anyone can father children, but it takes a very special person to be a father to children.
    Hugs, Beth

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    1. Thank you Beth! And I agree wholeheartedly - he is definitely leading by example!

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  8. I read this post a few days ago, and wanted to respond, but it took awhile to find the right words. Eleven years ago, I found myself as a single Mom to a one and a half year old son. I felt used up and broken, weighed down with my own baggage, and a kid to boot. Now, if I hadn't have been 22 years old, maybe the kid thing wouldn't have seemed like such a setback, but what guy my age wanted to be stuck with THAT responsibility. (Especially given the fact that the bio-dad didn't...) A "friend" of mine started hanging around, babysitting so I could work, being an ear when I needed to vent, being my cheerleader when I felt so down in the dumps. It was shortly before my son's second birthday when he dubbed that friend his Davey-daddy. The tears in my eyes when I saw that someone else loved my son the way I did were unmistakable. When you right about The Dude's love for you and your children, and y'alls love for him, it brings me back to that moment. And all the moments since, when that wonderful man was foolish enough to marry me, and crazy enough to have five more children with me.
    I am so glad that you both have been blessed with each other, it is very apparent that you both have a generous and loving spirit, not just for each other, but for the entire world around you.
    Sorry for blethering, your sap was contagious! xxoo

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    1. What a wonderful story, Laney! Thank you so much for sharing it. It just goes to show that there are still a few good guys left in the world!

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