"'Cus tonight will be the night that I will fall for you over again . . ."

To compensate for our many medical expenses, I went back to work for a day and a half a week. For those of you who know me, this has been a really difficult decision. You know how I feel about being home with the boys. Of course, I am still home with them, except for Friday nights for one hour before they go to bed, and then Saturday mid-morning to afternoon I am gone. Over the holiday break, we decided to have me work as much as possible to get the debt paid off faster. As a result, I have been pretty exhausted and worn out.

Ryan has filled in those gaps. He's been spending lots of play time with the boys, taking them for walks/bike rides, cooking meals, and playing with trains and spaceships/rockets. He also decided to "Winter Clean" our home--eliminating junk/clutter, organizing, and lots of cleaning! It has transformed our home. Ryan tidies here and there, but a deep clean, happens sporadically--never regularly. However, when he does, it is IMMACULATE and AMAZING! Thanks, Hon, for helping out so much--especially since I've been sick.

For New Years Eve this year, I worked during the day. I figured we would go out to dinner as a family and do something small. Last minute, things changed, Ryan's parents watched our boys, and we found ourselves on a night out on the town.

We chose a movie earlier in the evening, and then went to dinner with some friends afterwards. The favorite part of the date was the five hours we spent in the car/at the restaurant. We had so much time to talk, listen, LAUGH a LOT, eat delicious cuisine, and ring in the new year with friends. It was such a wonderful evening! To top it, Ryan danced with me under the stars--one of my, if not my, FAVORITE thing(s) to do with Ryan. And when we reached home, he had a dozen beautiful pale pink with brighter tipped roses waiting for me.

As we had dinner together, amidst the excitement of the upcoming year and the countdown of the old one/new one, I found myself lost in his gaze so many times. I watched his eyes dance as we laughed and told stories. I found myself wanting to reach across the table just to touch his hand or face, or brush my lips to his, because where he is, I am.

The next day, we were discussing the events of the previous night, and I teared up. All I could say, and I say now is, "Thanks. New Year's was perfect. Thanks for the PERFECT night. I couldn't have asked for more."

It's so refreshing to know that after six and a half years of marriage and seven and a half years of dating, Ryan still inspires me to be better. I still feel my heart flutter and butterflies in my stomach when he dresses up or even comes home after a long day. He helps me and serves me. My best interest is behind his motives. His testimony strengthens mine. He teaches me about the Gospel, about how to be a better person. We work as a team. We laugh. We play. I talk a lot. He talks. We listen. He listens. We plan together and individually. We uplift each other and build each other up. He encourages. He puts my goals at the forefront of his mind. He works hard. Again, we're a team. He's such an amazing and wonderful husband, father, and man.

I have so much love for you, Hon.