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A love letter

A love letter

Dear Jeff,

This letter is about you, but not to you. So, keep reading if you want but since this is about you, not to you, you should already know these things. I just want everyone else to know them too. I love you.

- Luce

(what he calls me, not a typo)

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To whom it may concern,

In this letter I will argue the case about the man that I love. The man that makes me whole. The man that compliments me and allows me to compliment him too. The heart that helps my heart beat stronger and longer. The heart who nourishes my soul and the souls of the two tiny humans that we have made together.

He shows up…in all areas of life. He shows up to take the trash to the curb, he shows up to give the boys a bath, he puts on the silly hat, he plays trucks, he helps the vegetables get eaten, he wants to do good things, he shows up to help make our children be good people.

He loves. He loves me. He loves our children. He loves his family. He loves my family. He loves our dogs. He loves his friends. He is a lover.

He pushes. He pushes people to be better, he pushes me to be better. Sometimes it feels like he pushes to be more like him, but in reality he is pushing to solve the problem and teach the lesson so that the person he is pushing can solve the problem on their own in the future.

He believes. He believes that everyone that he cares about is capable of being better, knowing more, and achieving goals. If you are in his corner and he is in yours, he will believe in you.

He’s comfortable. There is no person on earth who is more comfortable with who they are than Jeff. At home, he is a sweatpants in the winter, boxers in the summer kinda guy. The phrase “Do I need to put pants on?” is a common one in our house. He is comfortable and wants you to be too. (please show up in your sweatpants for his sake) He lives his life in a way that breaks down formal barriers and his main goal is for people to be themselves and everyone comfortable with their own self.

He’s cute.

He wants more. He might seem complacent sometimes, but he is comfortable on the outside and striving for more on the inside. His drive for success and his desire to provide security to his family is amazing. He may not build a house from the ground up, but he builds up the power and security to move into that home and hold it up without fault.

He knows who he is, and isn’t afraid to show it. Jeff is straightforward and honest. He knows what he wants in life, asks for it, and still finds a way to make it happen if it doesn’t go his way. He manages his own expectations and wants you to meet his too. He knows when to stay out of the way and when to jump in and ask if you need help.

He is my equal. I am not a princess in our relationship. I do the same tasks he does, and he matches me with things that I don’t have time to do. There is no “man’s” job or “woman’s” job in our relationship. We are equal with what we put in and what we take out. There is no question that we are both “strong independent women” (jokes, but really)

He completes me. Beyond what people say about “not needing a man to complete you”, I agree - you shouldn’t depend on anyone to complete you… But, in the off chance that you are lacking in certain areas in life, isn’t it nice to have someone along for the ride who will fill that gap? Who will make sure that you are the best version of yourself that you can be? Jeff does this for me. He lets me be me, but wants me to be stronger and braver than I would naturally be.

He is my person.

Jeff, if you are reading this, I love you and I will get back to work now. But if you are not Jeff and reading this, I hope you have a wonderful Valentine’s Day or Thursday February 14, 2019 if you would prefer. Fill your heart and let it runneth over.

Love, Lucy

He didn’t support my hat choice, but he still took a picture with me… even after deeming me “silly” to Ender

He didn’t support my hat choice, but he still took a picture with me… even after deeming me “silly” to Ender

He loves statues, architecture, museums, musicals, and books… We have the same heart

He loves statues, architecture, museums, musicals, and books… We have the same heart

Failure

Failure

Bright Sunshine

Bright Sunshine