Eight Years.

September 10, 2000 I married my best friend.

I had no idea that either of us would be who we are today.

I knew Allen was a wonderful man when I married him. I had no clue how wonderful he really was though.

I had no idea that our lives would be filled with such joy and sadness.

Most of all I never would have thought that my Allen would have so lovingly and willingly learned to work a feeding pump, change g tube gauze, give medications through a tube or learn to operate various machines that help to keep his daughter alive. I never would have thought that a man with ZERO medical experience would jump in head first, all for the love of his daughter.

Allen is a man who has never looked back. He has loved Makily from the moment she came into this world. He has never blamed me for her problems although in our situation I know many men would. He carried me through that first year of her life. A year when I wanted to bail out of life all together. When I felt like the only way to ever see a light again was to run away from our problems. I was so ready to throw in the towel but Allen would NOT give up on Makily....and he did not give up on me either.

I am so blessed.

I get great joy out of seeing him give Makily her meds, singing her his silly songs and telling her how wonderful and perfect she is. When I look at Makily I see Allen and that makes me proud.

He has continued to amaze me since J came into our lives. I remember being worried as he was very apprehensive that first month. Then I saw him soften and I knew he loved this child that was not of his own blood just as much as he loved Makily.

This made me love him more.

Allen takes care of me and our babies. He works so damn hard to make sure we have a decent life. His focus and priority are the children and I.

What more could I ever want out of a husband?

Allen, I love you more today than I did eight years ago. Thank you for being my husband and best friend.

Love you always and forever.





This one cracks me UP!
I had no tissue and my nose kept running. I had to wipe it (discreetly) WITH MY HAND and then I would go back to holding Allen's hand. As you can tell from the picture I am trying to suck up the snot.
Allen looks MORTIFIED that he is holding my booger hand!






I have a way better copy of this piece somewhere on my computer, just having trouble finding it.





By the way had Jenny Craig weigh in today....LOST 3.5 LBS THIS WEEK!

FOR A TOTAL OF

13 LBS IN 7 WEEKS!

WOOOO HOOOO!