I know I blogged about this not all that long ago, but sometimes...ya just gotta repeat yourself!
I have a great husband...a special guy...a real find...a jewel to call my own.
I know that, but I think when others realize that as well, it means an awful lot.
This week alone I had three compliments about the special guy that Mr. TorontoPearl is. Two were from strangers who had reason to interact with him and later me. The third compliment was from someone who is not a stranger but is merely an acquaintance of mine in synagogue.
I can't begin to tell you what pleasure I get from hearing others speak so highly about my hubby, about what a kind and warm and friendly and concerned person he is. For me to know it is one thing; for others to recognize it on their own is like icing on a cake...extra-sweet.
His sweet and warm personality is not put-upon; it's genuine. His goodness is all gold. No, he is not perfect and he knows his weaknesses and flaws; thank G-d for that. He is a giver and rarely a taker. A good son, a wonderful husband and father, a more-than-decent human being.
Everything a girl could ask for...and more. That's Mr. TorontoPearl!