“When my kids become wild and unruly, I use a nice, safe playpen. When they're finished, I climb out.” -Erma Bombeck

Friday, August 31, 2007

My Husband



My Husband Terry is an amazing person. For those who know him, they know that he is very organized, driven, passionate, dedicated, loyal, funny as heck, selfless, a leader, a self taught frugal shopper and.... a pack rat. I'm quite the opposite, poor fella, I am not organized, I'm very selective on what I am driven about (it's kinda like a switch), I struggle with serving, I am not very inclined to save money and while I don't like clutter I'm can be messy but I am not a pack rat. If it hasn't been used in a while, toss it. It has been the source of many...shall I say.... frustrating moments. But I am happy to say that I have never been one to throw away his "stuff".


Terry has had a very long road. A road that started in Taiwan 31 years ago. Things didn't really come easy for Terry and when he came to the states at 9, he wasn't treated very well by the kids at school and even the teachers. What is amazing to me is that through his whole life he remained tender to people. He loves people. His whole life is about people. Believe it or not, the big screen TV he bought is for people to enjoy when they come over. His DVD's are rarely seen until people come over or want to borrow them. The Lemonade stand he bought was for the kids in his life that bring him joy. All the cooking gadgets he has (George Foreman, sandwich makers etc.) are used when he cooks for people. And the "stuff" he holds onto are linked to precious people that often times are no longer here, or they live far away.


I treasure this way about him. I have never met someone with such heart...and he chose to marry me.

1 comment:

Sarah Markley said...

What a cool tribute to him! I hope he reads it and I am so glad you are writing!