Ode to the Hubster

I think it's so funny. Mr. T and I were so excited to move to Ft. Lauderdale and start this new adventure. Mr. T jumped into medical school head first and I've been working my fanny off at work. We both knew that these would be busy years and that we'd have to adjust our expectations to survive this demanding time. We joked about the med school prep books that advised med student's spouses 'the next four years will be horrible, but not as bad as the residency years, so buck up.' Great.

And, even though we laughed, I really did prepare myself to say goodbye to my husband for a while.

But, there was no need. I must have forgotten *momentarily* just how amazing Mr. T is. In fact, I think I'm more winded at the end of the day than he is. In reality he's adjusting better than I am even though he's the one that has all the pressure of medical school on his shoulders!

Just this last week he had me falling in love with him all over again...after running out the door late one morning, I came home to a perfectly made bed. And after a tiring week, my husband nearly brought me to tears by washing almost a weeks worth of dishes!!

Meanwhile, he's absolutely ace-ing medical school. He works so hard and is already at the top of his class. Yet he's still able to make me feel loved and included. He makes me feel so appreciated. He doesn't hold medical school over my head or play the studying card to get out of stuff.

Point is, I love my husband. He's wonderful. And I've been feeling overwhelmed this week by my appreciation for this good man.

So, here is my ode to Mr. T--The love of my life. Thanks for everything.