Wisdom less wisdom!

Well it's that time, I finally join the blogosphere!

Now keep in mind, I am starting this blog while on some pain medications from my wisdom teeth removal this morning! All I can say is I am very thankful I was able to get immediate access to pain meds after words, and a husband who was there by my side to save my stumbling mumbling self.

I'll start the blog off with just some insights I have had over the last few days. 

This may be a longer post but it'll help distract from this wisdom tooth thing.

Phil and I have been married 2 and a half years already (where has the time gone!?) and I have had such a strong desire to just write down my feelings that I have for this man in my life.

He has done  like this numerous time for me when I have no sense in calming myself. I have had the thought cross my mind, " could I live my life without knowing Phil ?"

My answer?

Absolutely not. 

I met Phil at a FHE activity for our singles ward, and yes people, we are a singles ward success story. When I met him I didn't think very much about him. He was nice, and funny, but nothing stood out at the time. I just thought, "eh, he's cool I guess." 

I didn't realize that Phil already knew who I was. I was the ward music director as well as the chorister in sacrament and he had been giving me the eye for several months, but hadn't gotten the courage to say anything. Long story short, he declared his liking for me, we went out, and the rest was history.

What struck me most about Phil, besides the fact that he was one of the funniest and compassionate people I had met, was how patient he was with me.

Now let's be honest here, i am not the easiest person to be patient with. I have my very unusual (and loud) quirks which can sometimes make me almost unbearable to deal with, even to myself. 

Since losing my mother as well as my father, I have since been a very difficult person to get along with. There are somedays when my anxiety runs my life and I cannot function without an explosion of some kind. So much so that I am not aware that I have made my own husband feel isolated. And yet, through it all, my loving Phil has stuck by my side. For instance, this last week before getting my wisdom teeth out, I was much more anxious than I usually am, and I was translating that frustration out onto Phil. But instead of blowing back up at me, eh let me know how much he loved me and that he was going to be there to take care of me. He also said the classic husband lines of "oh it's not a big deal" or " everyone has to go through it" but he knew that this was bugging me. 

But for everything that he had done to help me, he gave me a priesthood blessing this morning. I can't express my gratitude enough for a worthy priesthood golfing husband and that I have a husband willing and able to perform his duties.

This man, regardless of the confrontations we have at home, makes me a better woman. Because of him and his love of the gospel, we were able to be sealed for time and all eternity. I was able to call him my eternal companion, as well as my best friend. My husband isn't supposed to think I am perfect and have no faults, and he knows me as neither of these. He takes me as I am, every day, when I wake up with greasy, unbrushed hair and morning Breath, when I have a bad day at work, when I don't do the dishes very well, or when I fail. 

I know Heavenly Father created this wonderful husband of mine simply for the fact that he knew this, that I would need him.