Home is where my husband is.

Twice today my husband asked me "Did you do another post yet?" and I wonder to myself does he really care or he is trying to help me be on top of posting every day? I told him I didn't have any inspiration yet, and just like that I found it.

My husband's name is Earl. I call him E.J. He is the 4th Earl John in the family and it is expected that we continue the family name if, i mean WHEN we have a boy. Now I knew when we started dating back in 2009 that if we ended up together and we got married and had children that I would have to honor his wishes of carrying his family name. I plan to honor that of course but who says we have to call our child Earl. I think if it's on the birth certificate then that's great! I have spent many nights searching for other name possibilities... don't get me wrong, I love my husband, and I love his name. But I think I only called him Earl for the first month of our relationship. His family doesn't even call him Earl. That's his dad. His grandpa was called Buster. I think only the very first Earl was actually called Earl. So again, don't you think there is a reason for that? I told him that since I don't get to pick the name for our son, if we have one, then I get to pick the girl name and he has no say in the matter. That's fair, right?

My husband is 6 feet 5 inches tall. I love that about him. Remember when you were a kid and you would think about all the things you wanted in a man? Well one of the things on my list was a man who was tall. Considering I am only 5 feet 3 inches, he's got a few inches on me. It used to be awkward holding his hand, dancing, or when he would try to put his hands around my waist. I look up to him, in more ways then one. I look up to him not only because I have to (I'm short, remember?) but because of the way he way he leads, protects, and provides for me. He is such a unique work of art, and I thank God daily for every inch of him!

My husband and I have been married for four years this coming June. I think we are finally out of our honeymoon stage. We've had our share of ups and downs but we still love each other more and more each day. We have had our share of fights, but to be honest there hasn't been a fight that we haven't gotten through by the end of the night. Everything is not always kisses and cuddles and that's okay. Our struggles have only made us stronger because we are able to work through them together. He has seen me at my worst, and he still loves me!

My husband is my best friend, my greatest supporter, my biggest comfort, my truest smile... My favorite, My forever.