Dear husband, I would like to tell the world how awesome you are because you really are.
The day you drove into my parking lot in your rusted Corsa bakkie four months after your big move from Cape town, changed my life forever. You were stick thin and broke. But rich in all the things I wanted. I did drive a BMW z4, though not technically Mine, I had one so why would I need it from You? I had money to spend on consumers- you were my consumer- so why would I need you to take me to some fancy restaurant? What I didnt have was a boyfriend who had a heart of gold. Even on our first date you told me that you loved God, had worked in an Aids orphanage years before, and wanted to adopt one day. You told me about your plans to make it work in Johannesburg. And man you were not just smooth talking. 6 Years later I couldnt be prouder.
Dear husband, I am so sorry that we spent your 35th birthday doing nothing. And that I went to bed at 7 because I had to write the next day. I swear ill make it up to you.
Dear husband, thank you for allowing me to study to begin with- not just for the instrumental support but for the emotional support. You have basically taken over with Hunter, you make us dinner every night and you clean the house , properly at that.
Dear husband, thank you for making me cauly rice, every night- or when we are actually able to find cauliflower, thanks to prof Tim Noakes. I dont think people know how time consuming it is. Since we dont have a food processor, you stand there with our pathetic little excuse of a hand grater, and grate up a whole head of cauliflower, then you chop up a whole onion, tears streaming down your perfect cheeks. Then you actually make it, and serve it with meat in a perfect square.
Dear husband, thank you for pointing out everyone who doesnt appreciate me, and then fighting with me until I agree, hard and painful as it may be. You always end up showing me friends are very cool, but at the end of the day I have You, and best of all, you despise gossip.
Dear husband, thank you for having based alot of Very big decisions on us as family where you could have chosen other things- even though you sometimes do suffer for it. Your heart is gold, youll get what you deserve soon.
Dear husband , thank you for not fighting with me over money, jealousy, or any other stupid things couples fight about today- but rather over things I can improve with Hunter or myself. Youre such a good dad.
Dear husband , thank you for also being very hot.
Dear husband, thank you for making me look good in front of my friends. Its much cooler being complimented for that than being complimented on a big 1 carat diamond. Just today a friend told me that she had never seen a husband your age being so caring. Some people dont see it, only your strictness and your professional demeanour
Dear husband, thank you for making me cry today. In church. In front of everyone.
We are not even officially in Mozaiek yet, but you choose to serve. Today you helped out with the kids ministry, while I sat inside, just to finally get some church again, and while I sat there, this massive image of your goofy face came on the screen. You wore a shirt that siad AIM TO SERVE, and you held this little matching sign too. And this was particularly for the media team. You didnt get paid to serve on the team, you didnt get paid to leave the home at 6am til 12pm every sunday, you just do it. You can play in the band too. You can preach if you wanted to, or had the self confidence that I have in you. You can do anything. I felt rather silly that I didnt do anything there.
So, dear husband, here I am in tears, for the second time today, youre my hero, and I will follow you, even if I cant see past the horison or my own little comfort zone sometimes.
Ill keep on studying hard, working hard, and make your efforts with me worthwhile ...one day.
So that you can stop working and make music for a year...
