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February 14, 2015

My Hero

This lucky girl is married to a hero.

He doesn’t wear a cape or leap from buildings. He’s an everyday hero in this house. A hard-working, tenderhearted guy. He takes care of his wife and his littles, always putting their wants and needs before his own. He will completely stop what he is doing to help someone in need. And he follows God.

Isn’t that the best kind of hero.

I’m not sure he realizes what a complete hero he is to me, to us. It’s evident to me daily. So I’m here to let my hero know a few things…

I need him. I love knowing my husband will step in and defend me or protect me in a moment’s notice. He would fight for my honor. Inappropriateness, disrespect, ogling…he’ll step in and tend to them all. 

 
My hero. Sigh.

I lean on him. I know the world pushes independent women. And they sure aren’t fond of women that aren’t independent whatsoever. I’m totally capable of being THAT woman but I’m so thankful to have a man I can rely on. If there’s an emergency, I call him. If there’s excitement, I call him. You have no idea how many spiders he has killed over the years y’all (That alone qualifies him as being my hero. This girl doesn’t do spiders). He’s held me while I sobbed over a loss. He’s fixed leaks and clogged pipes. He’s calmed me down when I called him freaking out. He’s calmed my spirit, telling me everything will be okay. He’s my rock.

He is a true hero. Loving me quietly.

I’d be lost without him. I know this sounds a little over-the-top, but it is true. I would be lost without his loving and protecting arms around me. I would be lost without his voice telling me it will all be okay. I would be lost without his body to snuggle me at night.

A great hero. An everyday hero.

My hero.

I love you sweet boy. Happy Valentines Day!


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February 13, 2015

I Love You More Than…

A few years back i read a post from my friend Erika. She decorated her house for her boys for Valentines Day and she hung hearts all over the house that said “I love you more than…” I love that idea and am playing off of it for this post. Thanks E for the idea {love you pretty lady}!!!

I love you 3 more than…

outback (and i love it a lot…like a lot lot lot)
cheesecake coffee creamer
days spent in sweats
american eagle
photography
big fat hair buns
red velvet cupcakes
zumba
central pizza
biggest loser
my durango
coconut coffee
custom exhaust
chocolate
laughing
subway
buffalo chicken nachos
muddin’
walking
sunsets
all the stars
weekends
talking (and you KNOW how much i love this)
ice cream with sprinkles
t-shirts and jeans
little house on the prairie
Pepper
real world
fall
lazy days on the beach
dirt roads
ANTM
movie nights
intervention
summer nights
cowboy boots
blands park
truck pulls
mountain dew
my blog
the dixie chicks
project runway
4-wheelers
magazines
basically i love you more than everything in this world ♥

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February 12, 2015

A Love Letter ♥

Dear amazing, loving man…

Little did I know that first night I met you that you were the one I had been praying for since I was a little girl. So many nights I spent on my knees, praying. Over the years the prayer changed from asking for prince charming to asking for a man that would simply treat me well. All those years God knew you were the man for me, my future husband, and was busy preparing your heart for mine.

I can still remember the first moment that I saw your face. You were looking at me. And I thought to myself “what in the world is this guy staring at”. Year after year we repeatedly kept resurfacing in each others lives. Until finally, I realized you seemed very familiar to my heart. You stole my heart and our life journey began.

There are no words to describe how thankful I am that God brought us together. We were two imperfect sinners that God saw something in. Others around us didn’t understand it, but it didn’t matter. God knew exactly what He was doing and His plan was perfect.

At that point in my life I needed to feel worthy, loved and protected. You rescued me from all the past pain, struggles and hurt. You showed me I didn’t need to be weary, always questioning, afraid and on alert. In your arms I felt safe and protected. You showed me that God did answer that little girl’s prayer for a prince charming.

You knew you were getting a broken girl, yet you grabbed my hand, looked me in the eye and stepped forward with me. With you by my side, everything else seemed to melt away. You put up with so much in those first days; tears that came from nowhere, fear that wasn’t understood and anger that was unfounded. Yet by my side you stood.

And your voice, oh that voice, I’m not sure you ever truly understood how much it meant to me. When you sang to me, I believed every single word. Your voice mended my broken heart. It sewed the pieces back together. Your voice lifted me up, making me feel as if I was the only beautiful girl in the entire world. You didn’t just sing to me with your voice, you sang to me with your heart.

When we got married, I thought I knew what love and marriage was. I thought it was about bliss and kisses. I thought it was about being swept off my feet daily. What I know now is that being married to you has allowed me to be myself. You want me to be the best I can be and you support me every chance you get. You want me to to be happy. You like me the way I am even though I am outspoken, sometimes sassy and I roll my eyes. You are so patient with me (which is no easy task, sir). You bear with me, gently correcting me. You allow me to be myself.

The reality of our marriage has been so much more complex. We make life changing decisions together. Marriage involves an intimacy that takes my breath away when I allow myself to think about it. You have seen me at my worst and you love me anyway. You have been so incredibly mad at me and still you love me so much. The intimacy of that love year after year is astounding. At every crossroad there is a choice to make…keep committing to our love or to get annoyed, give up and stop. Every time, you choose love. Here you are, still by my side.

Being married to you is the most interesting, challenging, amazing, mind-opening, loving, growth-inspiring decision I ever made. Such an amazing man I’ve been blessed with. I look forward to 50 more years of crazy love.

I love you so very much, Mr. Cutler.
xoxo

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