A Letter to my Husband — Rhythm of Adventure

I just feel like I need to take a minute to give my husband some recognition. Maybe it’s just in his family genes, but this man does not stop. He is one of the hardest working men I know. He works hard at everything-his full time job, his workouts, house projects, house chores, his relationships with his family, etc. He is constantly working hard to make my life and our children’s lives better.

For some reason, it seems like it is a trend to complain about your husband and his laziness. I guess if he truly is lazy it makes sense to some extent, but I’m so fortunate that I don’t ever feel the need to complain about my husband being lazy.

Some specific examples include: getting up (multiple times) at night if one of the older kids wakes up, taking our infant in the morning so I can sleep in if he’s been up most of the night, doing the dishes every day, doing laundry constantly-basically every household chore, shoveling/raking, gardening, buying groceries, taking the kids for walks, building closets, building pantries, and the list goes on...

Putting in some new (old) bricks for our walkway!

If I want to stay in bed half of the day, my husband will stay with the kids. If I want to go out with friends for several hours, he’ll stay with the kids. If I want a foot massage, he’ll give me one. If I told him I wanted to go to California for the weekend he’d probably be confused but would make it work if he knew that would make me happy. I could ask him for anything and if he’s able to, he will do it.

“I knew I had to marry him when I saw him doing my parents dishes”

I’ll always remember us dating and him doing the dishes at my parents house. I was so shocked. I hated (still hate) the dishes. It’s definitely my least favorite chore. But without hesitation, he would do our entire families dishes after a meal. I knew that I had to marry him when I saw him doing my parents dishes.

My husband has been off of work this week and as I lay in bed typing this up, I couldn’t help but reflect on the week and how helpful he has been. He’s always helpful, but having all of this extra time with him made me realize and appreciate it even more.

I don’t know why I was blessed with such an amazing husband, but I hope I can always be grateful and thankful for him in my life. As I’ve learned, it can be taken away in an instant.

So thank you, Justin, for being the best husband in the world. Thank you for loving me unconditionally. Thank you for never giving up and for always wanting the best for us.

Be good. Be wild.

xoxo Rachel

Our beautiful landscape-courtesy of Justin’s hard work.