I was 'cleaning' up yesterday and a piece of paper fell out on the floor....of course I said to myself...what is that....so I bend over...pick it up and realize it is a love letter my wonderful dh wrote me right after he had gotten his prosthetic...after a year dealing with casting because of a disease called 'Charkot Foot' and it not healing we had a difficult choice to make...and we opted to have his leg amputated so he could go on with life...if we had not chosen that we would have had to face surgeries after surgeries to fix the 'bad' problems and then eventually probably face the amputation anyway...so.....much prayer and thought and my wonderful hubby had his leg amputated on July 1, 2005.....it wouldn't heal....it got infected because of falling on it while on his crutches trying to help after Katrina and he fell in a oil filled garage...so....on Sept 4, 2005 he had to go for a revision...thought it would be simple...cut off about another inch and go with it...well....it was severely infected and we were in the hospital much longer than we thought and he had to actually go to surgery, and the couldn't close it (had to let the infection drain) and then go BACK to surgery a few days later to actually take the inch and close....but FINALLY it healed...and right around thanksgiving of 2005 he got his prosthetic!!! Few ups and downs since but all in all we know we chose the right option! Anyway...back to the letter....it was a letter he had written me after going through all of this....I reread it and of course words popped out at me and screamed...'SCRAP ME'....and that is exactly what I did. I did take the liberty to hand write his letter in my own handwriting, BUT it has every spelling booboo and grammatical error that the original does...AND the original is folded behind my handwritten one. I hope one days my kids will love this layout like I do...not only is it words from their wonderful father, but their mom used her hand writing too.....
Here is the letter:
Dec. 12, 2005
My Love,
Words on paper continue to fall short as to what my heart bursts to express. Your husband searches and never finds...you are like a rare gem that eludes a miner who spends a life time looking for...the words to express my heart are always two feet burried deeper...i tire yet my love for you remains hidden in your heart. I love you.
It has been a tough year for me physically, mentally and spiritually. I've endured pain, fear and uncertainty. I at one time was lost in a spiritual desert,thirsting for GOD's comfort, you remained my compass helping me find my way. In my pain you felt. In my uncertainty you showed confidence in me. You have calmed me in my many 'storms' of life, always reminding me of Christ's love to which you radiate and warm my cold heart.
You are the ingredient to my strength to go on. God provided the mixing bowl you are the chef. Through all my struggles in life you are there at my side, going thru it too and giving yourself to the point of depletion. Women always do.
I am richer knowing you, wealthy for having you and stronger for loving you.
Wife is a word you grace and give meaning to its tone. When I say it, it warms my heart and comforts my soul. when I think it there is only one picture of you in my mind....you
all this...words on paper, yet still my definition of how much I love you is burried on the next page. You define my heart and capture my soul.....
You are that gem............I am your Husband...........thank you, I am honored
And here is the layout...