a homage to my husband

(a corny picture of us - check out the 5 month pregnancy belly!!!)(scanned so please excuse the picture quality!)

We have been married for 6 glorious years today.

Our love has moulded, evolved and grew with us as 2 individual people.

In my previous life, I had a very turbulent time with regards to men and when I moved to London I was basically running away from a bad situation.
I got transferred there within my job and had only ever visited London about 3 times and knew absolutely no-one there. The person who gave me the job advised me to speak to someone called Nathan about finding somewhere to live, so I did and he helped.

So when I moved to London and started work, I obviously wanted to meet him. My initial reaction was that he was very skinny and dorky looking, he says that he thought I had a nice rack and a decent pair of legs!!!
To cut a very long story short, we hooked up about 2 weeks later and when I look back I fell for him hook line and sinker straight away!
I bullied, cajoled and bribed him and eventually we moved in to our first flat together and our relationship has gone from strength to strength.
We have never ever looked back and we have gone from one adventure to another.
Don't get me wrong we have had our moments, but that's all they have been is moments. I pride our relationship on many things and not arguing is a big one. We can talk things out, yes it may get a little heated at times but I cant remember a time that we have had an all out slanging match saying things that we will regret later.
If one of us has done something to upset the other, we don't let it fester, we immediately say something to get it over and done with.
We have sooo much in common, yet still have our own interests. We are both unique yet we are as one. And our love has no boundaries.

I never thought that one person was made for another, now I do.
I trust him, I adore him, I worship the ground he walks on, he is my "sex on legs", in short - Nathan is my everything and I couldn't be me without him.
He doesn't have a romantic bone in his entire body, but he doesn't need to...its the little things that matter to me. He will go to the shops and will bring me back flowers, he will call me in the middle of the day just to say Hi, every morning - without fail, he will bring me a cup of coffee in bed, he will look at me when I am feeling ugly and tell me I am beautiful and he will be really honest when I ask does my bum look big in this!!!

I love him for all that he is and not all that he could be. I think some women try to change their men into not watching the footie as much or to take them shopping and get mad at their man for not having fun. I married the man because I fell for him just the way he is...who has the right to change perfection???

It is with great honour and with a gratified tear in my eye that I say thank you Nathan for choosing me to be your wife, and thank you for the life we have.

forever yours.