A Heart of Gold.

    A symbol of true Love.

    This page is be dedicated to my husband, He is a very special kind of person that I am sure you would all love and He has made such a differance in my life.

    I met my husband in January of 92. For those of you keeping up with the site and doing the math, yes, he is my 2nd husband. We met while I was looking for a used car. While the dealer was dying to take advantage of someone who knows nothing about cars my husband was there to spare me the hideous adventure.

    I am not sure where to start in telling you about him. This isnt going to be a page where I tell you "what a god" he is or how he is the "richest man on earth". While he is very handsome to me, and we are rich but not from material things, I want you to know the man inside, the true person I am married to.

    My husband is a very loving man he is genuinely loving in every sense of the word. When we met my son was only 2 years old and while most men in their 20s are not interested in taking on other peoples children he made my son an important part of his life. He has never crossed any lines where my sons father is concerened, always making sure that my son knows who his father is while loving him as if he were his own. Not many men can do that. My husbands family is very warm and loving as well so I can see where it has come from.

    My husband didnt know anything about Diabetes when we met so it was quite alot to take in and learn, but he went the extra mile to look into it on his own so he could be prepared for things that might happen like insulin reactions. He learned how to give shots and check blood, He learned how to get me to eat things that will bring me out of a reaction, not everyone can do this.

    Diabetes is not always harder on the person who has it. I think most times it is harder on those around them. Mainly because if they cant experience it they dont know how to help it at least not with ease. My husband has taken on more than I think he anticipated when we married but I have never heard him complain.

    For those of you who read about what its like in the mind of a insulin reaction victim, you will see that when I am having a reaction I can hear everything that is going on around me even when I cannot respond. And I can be very uncooperative when it happens too, but he has always been very supportive and loving when I have needed him most.1 have seen him help me in times I am sure others would have walked away simply out of frustration.

    As I have written in my site I was recently diagnosed with Celiac Disease, it is a condition that doesnt allow me to eat things made of most grains (flour,oats,wheat,barley modified food starch, etc.....) it has been a task believe me but he has really been there for me. he eats things that I can eat makes sure to check the labels of things before buying it so that I dont get something that will make me sick. He goes out of his way to make sure that there are goodies for me when others will be eating the things I cant. He supports me through everything.

    My husband has always taken care to support our family. He has done electrical work, driven a straight truck, driven a tractor trailer, In the beginning he was driving over the road and gone for a week at a time. While this was hard on all of us he did a good job and worked his way to a local position so he could be home every night. He now runs his own business and is always trying to do things to help us grow as a family and have a better life. We have never wanted for anything we needed.

    My husband has been playing the guitar for the a few years now, he took lessons as a child for a short time and his dad and grandpa both played as well so it is in his blood, He has really gotten good at playing. He thinks I dont listen or pay attention but I do. He always picks songs that have meaning to him, might be something he remembers as a kid or a love song that he relates to us. I tease him because he always plays late at night (He is a night owl) He will come in at 2 or 3 in the morning and want me to listen, I am so tired but it is always very pretty even though I might not say it at the time.

    He is funny about the guitar. when he dont think you are listening he can play like nothing else but when he says to you "listen to this" he will make mistakes and then he gets aggrivated. I am always listening so I always know how he can make the music sound beautiful.

    I dont have any grand heroic stories to tell you, he has never saved anyone from a burning building and he has never won the lottery or anything like that, but he is my companion, my best friend................

    My Husband


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