tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83399302012-01-02T23:40:38.286-05:00A blog about my wonderful & beautiful wife, and ALL the ways I love her.Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.comBlogger821100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-42576986851855867562009-05-05T17:59:00.004-04:002009-05-05T18:10:28.395-04:00

I love my wife's hardworking spirit.My wife sometimes just doesn't stop. It can frustrate and annoy me, but, really, I wouldn't have her any other way. I don't think our life would be anywhere close to where we are now if my wife wasn't so hardworking. I can get lazy. My nature state is to get lazy, but my wife just keeps going.We strike a good balance, I know when to rest and take it easy and

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I love my wife.I know I haven't written about my wife in a while, but that does not mean that I don't love her :)Life has been a bit busy. And my precious daughter has been our focus. Nevertheless, I will restart writing about my love for her and why I love her. So stay tuned.I LOVE my wife.

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-64996400674380171102008-02-11T09:50:00.000-05:002008-02-11T10:00:05.421-05:00

(borrowed from Proverbs 31)I love who my wife is becoming. As it is written, "A wife of noble character who can find?"Well, my wife is pretty close.She is worth far more than rubies. I have full confidence in her and lack nothing of value. She brings me good, not harm, all the days of her life. She selects "wool" and "flax" and works with eager hands. She is like the merchant ships, bringing her

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I know that it is hard to be a working mom. I know it's hard to "have" to be a two income family and only see your child for a little while in the morning and only a couple of hours in the evening during the week. I know it's hard to have to wake up with the baby and then go to work the next day. But my wife does it and more.She just adores our precious little one and does everything for her. She

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I love my wife's lunches.My wife is so sweet. We've been very stress lately. My wife's back at work. We are trying to pay two mortgages. We're trying to pay our bills. We're trying to find a tenant for our old apartment. We're trying to do some renovations at our triplex. We're trying to have time with each other and our daughter. We're trying to maintain our household (cleaning, etc...). We're

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It's been a while since I have written anything, but it does not mean that I have stopped loving my wife.I am so thankful for my wife. Lately, I love the efforts she has made to show me love and to "change" the things that annoy me. In fact, I think she's doing a better job at changing herself than I am at changing myself. Too often we do not recognize our loved ones' efforts because we are

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1144763196661487582006-04-11T09:36:00.000-04:002007-06-19T11:29:32.413-04:00

I love my wife's perseverance.We have a wonderful baby. She is so adorable. She is so cute (not just in my eyes... that's what others say). She eats well. She's even starting to communicate with us.However, she's been suffering with thrush. And then, there are moments when nothing we do soothes her, and she cries for a couple of hours (I'm sure some of that is the pain from the thrush).Now, I can

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1126040055518342422005-09-06T16:50:00.000-04:002007-06-19T11:29:15.257-04:00

OK. I can now make it official. Cindy and I are expecting our first child!We went to see the doctor last Monday, August 29th, for the first time. Cindy is about 15 weeks along, which makes our child an end February baby (hopefully not on the 29th... I know, that 2006 is not a leap year!).I also heard my child's heartbeat! What a surreal experience! I HEARD my child's heartbeat! It was amazing. We

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I love my wife's thoughtfulness.We have not been on a real vacation for almost 2 years. The last one was for the thanksgiving long weekend in 2003. We've taken some days off and a weekend off here and there. But, we've really been going full-tilt at work, at home and at church.This past weekend, we decided to make it a four day long weekend. We went away for two nights, and the other two nights

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1123590126233145472005-08-09T08:16:00.000-04:002007-06-19T12:20:24.660-04:00

I have trouble staying organized. I have a desire to be, but frustration or busyness sets in, and I lose it. My wife on the other hand is an organization superstar. But I don't mean with a desk layout or such. What I am talking about is keeping dates and tasks, and remembering them. We have a number of renovations we have to do in the house, and Cindy is all over them... Almost to the point of

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Maybe this is weird... But I want everyone to know that I believe Cindy is going to be a super mother. I don't know if most people even think about that when they are dating someone, and they start to get serious about their relationship. I wonder if couples that get engaged even REALLY think about if their partner will make a good parent.Sure, we all need to learn and grow and mature... It's

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Happy Birthday Sweetheart.When I think about the last 3 years of marriage, and then realize that we still have a whole life time together (we're both young ;) ... I'm just so thankful to be part of your life, and I am excited to see what the next 10 (and on) years have in store for us together.May this next year be a year of new beginnings for many of your dreams. And may the blessings of God

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This past Sunday, my wife bought me some shoes. Now, I don't need shoes... I bought a really nice pair of dress shoes less than two months ago... And they were too big... But I really appreciate the fact that she thought about buying me something.The reason I'm writing this is because, at first, I didn't react properly. I was actually a little annoyed, because I want her to buy herself some shoes

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1117055186671131452005-05-25T17:04:00.000-04:002007-06-19T12:22:55.972-04:00

I just wanted to announce that it is our 3rd anniversary today. These past three years have been the most exciting and adventurous years of my life.Thank you Love for your love and understanding. I look forward to the future with you!I love my wife.

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I think I am happiest when my wife is joyful... WOW, that's a revelation! But, really! When she's happy, and I mean really happy and joyful, then I am too.I'm man enough and honest enough to admit that our relationship had been a little rocky for a couple of weeks. But yesterday, Cindy was just so joyful. Without thinking, she came up to me, and in a very sweet and joyful way told me what she had

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This may seem weird, but I know that if you have ever experienced the feeling you get when people do not forgive you after you apologize and ask for forgiveness... I know you will get this one!It is so sweet to know that my wife will not hold a grudge. It is such a "load off" and a relief to know that, eventually, things will be alright in our relationship, because my wife will forgive me.Now,

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1114803823432457422005-04-29T15:36:00.000-04:002005-04-29T15:45:44.520-04:00

neu·ro·sis n. pl. neu·ro·sesAny of various mental or emotional disorders, such as hypochondria or neurasthenia, arising from no apparent organic lesion or change and involving symptoms such as insecurity, anxiety, depression, and irrational fears, but without psychotic symptoms such as delusions or hallucinationsThat's for all who aren't sure what neuroses means, and just to say that I'm not

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My wife is smart! I love that I can speak to my wife on an intellectual level, besides the emotional and spiritual levels. I love that I do not have to explain every little thing to her (though I know that I do sometimes... that's just the teacher in me... sorry, Love). I love that she has common sense. I am so thankful that she is not a "ditz" or an "airhead". Though, I probably would not have

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1107300293610087592005-02-01T18:24:00.000-05:002005-02-01T18:24:53.610-05:00

I've written about Cindy's heart before ("i-love-my-wifes-heart-for-god" and "i-love-my-wifes-heart-for-other-people") but this is more about her heart and emotions rather than her passion or love for God or others. I love that my wife is sensitive. I love that she can be hurt by others. Understand me when I say that. Some people are so rigid and cold that they couldn't care less what others say

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1106859204489319422005-01-27T15:53:00.000-05:002005-01-27T15:53:24.490-05:00

Last night I was reminded of one of the main reasons I fell in love with my wife... And, in fact, it is THE main reason I first started taking notice of her. It is her heart for God. Nothing makes me love my wife more or makes her more attractive to me than when she is worshipping God with all her heart. I remember when I first met Cindy, how over a period of a few months, she was on fire for

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I love that my wife knows how to work... And she knows how to work hard. We've been talking about starting our family, and we've been putting in the effort (wink, wink, nudge, nudge). But of course, there's always questions about finances. Until recently, I was only working part-time at a coffee shop, and any teaching work was not guaranteed. Cindy was also only working part-time. But, I recently

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My wife is really good at saying sorry when I have been hurt or offended by something she said or did... Even if it was not what she meant, but just the way I understood the situation. And she will apologize almost as soon as she knows that I've been hurt or offended. I really appreciate this, and it goes a long way to diffusing an escalation in emotions. It makes me happy to know that my wife

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I guess this is along the same lines as some other blogs like "I love that my wife frustrates me." Nevertheless, it bears repeating, because I see the issue in a different light right now. As I have written, my wife is the perfect spouse for me. Her strengths compliment my weaknesses, and vice versa. One of her strengths is pointing out my weaknesses. But the awesome thing is that she doesn't do

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I am not a perfect man... Just in case you had some false notion of what a great guy I am since I keep a public blog or how wonderful and how much I love my wife :) I have, and I probably will again (not that I plan or purposely do it), hurt, offend, or angered my wife with something I have said or done. Again, I am not perfect--none of us are. However, I am not saying this to excuse myself, but

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I just love that my wife is not one of those who follow the recipe to the letter. I know that's good in some instances, especially when baking, but part of the fun of cooking, for me, is the adventure in creating a dish and in tasting that dish for the first time. I love that my wife likes to experiment with different cuisines. I love that she's willing to try different ingredients. I love that

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Yesterday, we went to a walk-in clinic because Cindy had been suffering from severe sinus pain and green-yellow mucus for a couple of days... Usually, a sure sign of a sinus infection. Anyway, after a two hour wait, the doctor confirmed and prescribed her some penicillin. Strangely enough, she was feeling much better, and it was me who was coming down with flu-like symptoms. So she made a really

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Oh boy, I changed the title! But I think that's the best way to describe how I'm feeling right now. I am just so happy every time I'm with my wife. It's "sweet" to be with her. Even while we sleep, it's just so wonderful to have her there beside me, to hear her breath, to feel her warmth. I can't wait to get home to be with her. There's like a new level of understanding between us as well... I

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1105394891329295892005-01-10T17:03:00.000-05:002005-01-10T17:08:11.330-05:00

What I mean by that is that she still has a child-like innocence to her, even though she is an adult. She has a cetain "childlikeness" that makes her cute. She is sweet. Loves to cuddles. That's cute to me! I love my wife.

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1105136239800199202005-01-07T17:09:00.000-05:002005-01-07T17:17:19.800-05:00

Don't take this in the "negative" way... Talking to someone and pointing out their mistake or error or sin. That is often easy to do. Maybe it's something "sinister" in our being that likes to tell someone when they've made an error. But, ultimately, I think it's because, often the other person KNOWs they've made a mistake. No, what I'm referring to is talking to someone about sensitive issues

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Rarely will my wife think of herself first. She is always thinking of others, and looking for ways to help, encourage, egg-on, build up, and support others (including me). Not that she does not know how to take care of herself, or take a day off when needed, but she is always open to have people over or to talk on the phone or to go for a coffee with someone. That makes me very happy, because I

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My wife shows me love! I am so blessed that my wife is not one of those "frigid" wives--of course, they are usually frigid for multiple reasons, so that don't even involve their husband. But, I digress... My wife knows how to show me love in many ways: - Physically, with hugs, caresses, kisses, etc... ;) - With words of encouragment, words of interest (showing an interest in things that stir up

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Today was my first day back at work at Dawson... And it was one of the few times I brought my lunch from home. It was also one of the few times my wife had prepared it for me the night before. Don't take this the wrong way... I don't expect my wife to prepare my lunches. She's busy. She has her own job she needs to go to and various other responsibilities, that I will not dump making my lunch on

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I suppose it was inevitable that I'd be writing about Christmas so close to the actual day. But really, there is something special about Christmas and being married. I did enjoy Christmas as I grew up, but often it was marred with a family fight of some sort or at the very least all the "kids" hanging out together and all the parents hanging out separately. And the only time we were really

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It is awesome when someone has a gift for administration AND being prompt. That's my wife. We are finished ALL our Christmas shopping, except for one gift for one of my best friends. And it is all thanks to my wife. I did help, but really she did most of the leg work and most of the decision-making. She's a great shopper to boot... Getting deals left, right, and centre! It feels so good to be

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I suppose I'll have to explain that one thoroughly ;) Do not get me wrong. I'm not some kind of sadomasochist, who gets off on getting abused. And I am not saying that I do not enjoy peace in my home. And I am also not saying that my wife frustrates me at every turn! The angle I am looking from is from the point of view that when something frustrates me it usually points to some deeper issue in

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Well, my wife is hot! She is one fine woman! And I'm not saying that because she's my wife. I really do believe she could be a model. Maybe the only thing keeping her from being a model is that she is not 5'10". But that means nothing to me. She is gorgeous. She has a great body. She even has cute feet... every notice how these "supermodels" have the biggest (sometimes the scariest) feet around!

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The other day, my wife was telling me how she was upset she had bought a gift, but then she found something even better for the same price in another store. She then wanted to return the gift and buy the new thing, but they would only give her a store credit. What upset her the most was, she had thought in her mind before she went shopping that she wouldn't do the "typical-woman-shopper" thing,

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I know I talked about my wife's smile back on October 6th, but I had to mention it again. Today, Cindy went for her grad pictures, and I was allowed to come to take a couple of pictures with her. As I sat there for the first eight or so pictures, I was just in awe of her beauty. Her smile just lit up her face and melted my heart. I could not but smile and laugh with the joy that came to me

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1103139712117730772004-12-15T14:41:00.000-05:002004-12-15T14:42:44.296-05:00

What the heck am I talking about?!? ;-) It has to do with personality types. My wife's strongest type falls in the Lion category. This is the authoritative, firm, bold, action-oriented, problem solving, strong willed type of person. She isn't overly a Lion, but enough to get things done. The Otter part describes someone who is enthusiastic, motivational, very verbal, friendly, creative,

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My wife is great. She is awesome. Yes we have our disagreements, and miscommunications... but there are those times when, with out one word, we click and we support and compliment each others actions and words. What am I talking about specifically? Well, with Christmas coming, and so many things to do--like buying gifts, groceries, baking and cleaning--my wife is being such a superstar shopper.

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It's not just one area that we see eye to eye... thank GOD!... but there is something that is coming up in our lives right now, which I am very happy that we do agree on it. However, this is going to be a challenge for me to present it in a way where I do not become extremely negative. So here goes. My wife and I are both tired of people who give excuses... or who complain about others, but

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OK... so that's a little generic and too general... but it's how I feel today... and it's what I want to write about. This does not mean that I will not continue writing about other things I love about my wife... so don't worry! :) Anyway, I love my wife. Everything about her makes me want to love her... and love her more every day. I can't wait to get home and be with her. I can't wait to make

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NOTE: for any of you that remember "Three's Company", that was Crissy's way of fitting "Congratulations on your Graduation" on one banner :) Well, this blog posting is going to take a slightly different approach. Today, after 5 years of hard work and perseverance, which included one year in a different program, one year of sick leave due to fibromyalgia, and three years of blood, sweat and

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My wife is so patient. I know I have not fulfilled many of her wishes, desires and even expectations in our relationship. But she has put many of them on the back burner, while she helps me get through this difficult time in my life. A lesser woman would probably have told me to %#$^ *&@, or at the very least given up and relagated herself to an emotionless relationship... which is what many

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1101761788246782422004-11-29T15:56:00.000-05:002004-11-29T15:56:28.246-05:00

Marriage can be tough, even in the best of circumstances and relationships. I thank God my wife puts up with my crap. We've had a tough few months.. for various reasons. Ultimately, we were not spending enough time with each other. And I have been feeling very empty, very lonely. To use Dr. Harley's terminology, my love bank was in the red! It was overdrawn. I had nothing more to give. So this

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The month of November has been a tough month on my relationship with my wife. We've been working a lot. Every weekend has been taken up by some kind of event or job to do. Last week, the whole week was spent volunteering for a conference hosted by our church (my wife was heading the registration). We have spent, maybe, 2 or 3 evenings together before this past Monday... And often the only thing

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OK... So I'm spoiled :) We just had one of the craziest 2 weeks ever... I think I've mentioned it in a previous blog (or in my other blog). Anyway, my feet tend to hurt a lot... Bad shoes or bad arches or a mix of both with standing on my feet most of the day... Let's just say I don't want to be running a marathon once I get home from work! But my wife will gladly take my poor little footsies,

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Our church is hosting a conference this week called ICIN (check out the web-site), and my wife is one of the main organizers/administrators. I guess she would be the assistant to the person in charge of all the registration. Anyway, I love watching her work. When she is "in" her element, she is so full of joy, racing here and there, working so efficiently, and "barking" out orders... ok, she

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My wife is a "busy-bee". She works... and works... and works... and works. And it's not that she creates things to work at, there is tons of stuff to do, especially at home! :P But, I am the type of person that needs to shut off sometimes, even when there is still tons of work to do. I need to "escape" and relax at times. And I am so appreciative that my wife acknowledges that and supports it

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My wife is a great cook. I'm glad that I don't have to teach her how to cook (I'm a decent cook myself). I'm glad to know that even if I am not able to get home on time to make supper, my wife can. I especially enjoy cooking with her, when we prepare supper together. She also makes a great curry. She was born in India, and she is part Chinese... two of my favorite cuisine styles! And she can

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I love it that my wife says "I love you" without any prompting or prodding or begging or asking. I know how some people grew up nearly never hearing the words "I love you" and so in their adulthood, they do not know "how" to say "I love you." My wife and I both grew up in families where the words "I love you" were not overused... now don't misinterpret that to say we did not come from loving

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NOTE: what I am about to write is very subjective. As the old saying goes, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder." But my point is that the beholder must see that "beauty". OK... Call me superficial. But, I don't believe anyone when they say that looks are not important. What a sorry foundation and hopeless start to a marriage when you say things like: - I don't care about my spouses looks (i.e

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My wife is so sweet. You know how most people are salty when you lick them... not my wife :) I'm kinding! That's not what I mean... of course. No, she is very sweet. She has been "extra" sweet lately... or maybe I'm noticing it more lately. That's why I wanted to write about that. Sweetness is one of those intangible characteristics. It's hard to define. What one person finds sweet in a person

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It's not that I am fighting with anyone over my wife. There is no "other lover". There is no "boyfriend". The fight I'm talking about is more metaphoric. It is a fight on the emotional and spiritual level rather than on the physical level. My wife is too precious, too important to me to allow any circumstances or any momentary feelings to cause a rift between us. I've been through too much to

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I love my wife's passion. I know that passion can often be equated with drive, but there is a difference. My wife can be driven to accomplish various tasks and goals for a slew of reasons. But when there is a passion behind a particular task or goal, that is something else. I haven't seen my wife's passion much, because she is still finding out what she is most passionate about. But when she does

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1099411721236294722004-11-02T10:58:00.000-05:002004-11-02T11:08:41.236-05:00

I haven't written in a while... and it is NOT because I don't love my wife anymore! I've just had a tough week/weekend. But that's OK, we keep moving forward and work things out as we go. There's no point in dwelling on the past, if it is painful. Anyway, this is not the point of this blog, if you want to know more, I'll be posting stuff on my other blog in the next few days... go check it out.

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Let me explain, since this covers many areas. My wife is humble enough to know and recognize and admit when she is wrong. My wife is humble enough to say sorry when she hurts me or offends me. My wife is humble enough to realize when she needs to ask for forgiveness and asks for it. See, even though I may have a rough & tough exterior, or I may act all macho, like nothing hurts me... I am in

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I love that my wife tries to understand me. And because of that, she is easily the person who knows and understands me best. For one, she doesn't allow me to wallow in self-pity and drift into depression by cutting off negative talk, and cutting me off when I begin to slip into that darkness. However, she also will allow me to express my feelings and how I see various things, even if it may seem

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This has two sides to it. First, I love cuddling and hugging my wife. I love the feel of the warmth of her body. I especially realize it and miss it when she goes away, like she has this week since Wednesday. I won't see her until Saturday. There's a comfort, a peace and a feeling of love when I am in her arms, and she in mine. Second, is the warmth of her heart. She has a love for people,

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1098277804705265152004-10-20T09:09:00.000-04:002004-10-20T09:10:04.706-04:00

I love that my wife can talk! And I don't mean in the physiological sense... though I guess it would make life very different. What I mean is that my wife is a conversationalist... like every other woman, I suppose. Different studies put women's daily word count somewhere more than double that of a man's daily word count. WOW! But you know what, I love that about my wife. One of the reasons is

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I love the fact that my wife is much more level-headed than I am. I tend to get caught in the heat of the moment. I get extremely passionate and emotional... and reason will often leave with that. My wife on the other-hand seems to remain calm and level-headed even other stress and extraordinary circumstances. She can think straight through difficult and emotional events... however, in other

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I love that my wife is so good at multitasking. Actually, her multitasking capacity is greater than mine as well. This is not a pot-shot at myself. When I am focused on a task, I nail it and do it at a very high level of efficiency and effectiveness. My wife though, is able to have a multitude of projects going at once, with no apparent confusion between them... If I have too many things going on

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I love the musical differences in my wife. My wife's a wonderful singer... I can barely hold a note. My wife has a great ear for music... I am much more theoretical. My wife loves R&B and some gospel... I'm a metal-head--the louder and faster, the better! My wife is much more lead-oriented... I am definitely a rhythm guy. My wife can nail the melodies and harmonies... I am purely a bass (

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Last night, my wife and I attended the first class on building relationships, particularly marriage relationships. The main point the speaker made was that there are millions upon millions of differences between men and women, from physical to emotional differences. But the key is to value and honour those differences. That really impacted me, and made me realize that the "differences" that

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1097616278731274682004-10-12T17:13:00.000-04:002004-10-12T17:24:38.733-04:00

Yesterday was Thanksgiving here in Canada... so I got to spend a whole day with my wife. It was great! And so, as we were together I was just thinking of different things I could write about. Her ears struck me... literally, she slapped me upside my head with her ears... I'm just kidding :) Really, I looked at her ears and realized how beautiful they are to me. They are not too big, nor too

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Nothing is sweeter than when your wife forgives you! About a month or a month and a half ago, I really hurt my wife. I did something really stupid that put a wedge between us... in fact, it had been 8 months (if not more) in the making, because I was not putting priority on our relationship. It seemed that I put everything else before my relationship with my wife, which, in my mind I wasn't,

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In an age where we try to promote equality between the sexes, and many couples share household chores (don't get me wrong, we do share chores), I do have to say that I am so thankful for and totally appreciate my wife's skills in the home. I am always amazed at how much she can accomplish in the house in an hour or two. She easily does double the amount of work that I seem to do. And I know why.

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When my wife smiles it lights up her whole face... and melts my heart. I love it when she smiles. She seems so happy and at peace and full of love. And it simply makes her look that much more beautiful. Her smile accents her cheeks. And when she smiles, her lips don't disappear and she shows just the right amount of teeth. It truly is a beautiful smile, on a beautiful face, on a super beautiful

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I have witnessed that women can get very sensitive about their looks... especially if you pinpoint something they are not happy with. So I tread in this area very carefully. I want everyone (especially Cindy) to know that I love my wife dearly, and in terms of physical beauty, there is no flaw on my wife in my eye. Having said that, may I say that I love my wife's face. She has a full face. It

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The are so many aspects of a person's face, and I love all of them on my wife (I've already mentioned her eyes though). However, this is about something my wife does not have, and I love it! She does not have any moles or "beauty marks" on her face. Her face is "clean". Her skin is smooth and pure. There is something about beauty marks that I do not find attractice. That was one of the reason I

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I don't know how to explain this one. I am happy just being near my wife. I am happy when I see her after a long day. I am happy to know that my wife is in our home with me. I'm happy to have her sit beside me. There's no need for words. Sometimes there's no need for a touch either. Sometimes, a look is all that is needed, and sometimes, even that is unnecessary. It's really abstract and

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My wife is so wonderful. She is constantly trying to fill my "Love Tank" or "Love Bank". She'll buy me little things (yesterday she bought me Laura Secord dark chocolate chocolates... and anyone who knows me knows that I love chocolate... hmmm, that's an idea for another blog :) She also takes things I say, remembers them and then tries to plan a special event for us. She once took me to a

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I'm so amazed by my wife. She never gives up, never quits, and just keeps pushing on. And all her hard work and perserverance does pay-off. My wife finished her BA with a specialization in Applied Human Sciences (or Relations, I forget the exact title) just this past August. What a specialization means is that she did more courses, i.e. more work, than someone doing just a major. She also

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I'm not going to go into details. I love my wife's physical appearance. It is important for spouse to find one another attractive. And I most definitely find my wife beautiful!

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I love my wife's name... Cindy. It has a greek origin meaning "moon." She also has a middle name, Louise, which has a german origin, and means "famous in battle." However, my love for her name does not seem to have any reasonable or logical origin. I just love her name. There's something in the name Cindy that stirs something in me. And when I meet other people with the same name, my thoughts go

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This, I think is straightforward, and if it is not true in your relationship... actually, if this is not true in any of your close relationships, then maybe something is wrong. But, I love it when my wife is full of joy and happy. When she is happy, I'm happy. When she is joyful, I am joyful. It doesn't mean that if she is not joyful or happy that I cannot be happy... nor does it mean that I do

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1095960455329348702004-09-23T13:17:00.000-04:002004-09-23T13:27:35.330-04:00

I will probably come back to this one a number of times, since there is so much to the human heart, however, I want to ponder how my wife's heart became even more alive this week. Today, I took my wife to the airport, because she is going to a conference in Red Deer, Alberta. This has been a conference she has been wanting to go to for a while... actually, probably since last year's conference,

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"How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves." - Song of Solomon 1:15What more is there to say. I find my wife's eyes absolutely beautiful. She is 1/4 Nepalese, 1/4 Chinese, 1/4 French, 1/4 Ukrainian, so her eyes have a sliglt almond shape to them, and they are a deep brown colour. There's nothing more beautiful to me! Her eyes are like doves. Doves often represent

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It's been a few days since I last posted (I normally won't be posted during the weekend... I'm not usually near a computer). However, it gave me a lot of time to think about what else I love about my wife... so I have a head full of ideas, but the one I want to talk about is how my wife honours and respects my parents. We always hear the "in-law" jokes and it seems that having a good

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This is one of those more "superficial" ones... but it is true. For some reason, I always notice people's way of walking. Always have! There are people who walk on their toes, almost like they are walking on their tip-toes. Then there is the "Charlie Chaplin" walk... toes turned outwards... and there is varying degrees of that one. Then there is the toes turned inwards... of both feet or of one

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Need... That is often a dangerous word in our society. Thoughts of codependency come to mind. And, what, with our whole women's lib movement, equality, self-sufficiency, and "me-me-me-" attitudes, "need" is almost a curse word. (OK, so I'm being a little melodramatic, but hopefully you get my point) However, as I thought about what I loved about my wife yesterday, this is the idea that kept

Borishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07536818307968899148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339930.post-1095269475360584042004-09-15T16:23:00.000-04:002004-09-15T13:31:15.360-04:00

As I witnessed this blog phenomenon occurring, I realized that it was a good thing. What a great way to put your thoughts into a journal and share it with others. So I've been looking for some topic to use for my first blog. And I found it: The Multitude of Ways I Love My Wife With life being so busy and with so many things that tug at us for our attention, if we are not careful with the one

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