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Dedicated to Bob Lindsay
Submitted by Holly
My husband is the hardest working man I've ever known. On a carpenter's salary and with four kids, two of them in college, keeping up financially so that I can be home with our younger children is no easy job. It would not even occur to him not to work as much as humanly possible to ensure that, and yet he actually thanks me, every day for all I do for him.
He is the most purely unselfish man ever.
In a world where many men just walk away from their responsibilities, he sees taking care of this family as his privilege rather than the curse some people view it as. He has embraced my first son as his own from day one. He is as proud to call him his as our other children. In his mind, there is no such thing as a stepfather. He is truly Dad to him and wouldn't have it any other way. Even though my son's biological father chose not to be in his life, he has never wanted for a father. My husband even managed to find time to coach his little league team for years. When he wasn't coaching, he always fit his games into his overloaded work schedule and does the same for our other children.
We never had a honeymoon. We have never in the 16 years we have been together, gone away alone for even a weekend. We each had a child when we met and had two together so life has been a flurry of taking care of a family. I wouldn't take back one single day but how I would love to give something very special back to this amazing man. A man who's calloused hands so deserve to sift the white sands of Hawaii through them. Something I know he has always dreamt of.
We always fantasize about going on that elusive honeymoon and joke with each other about how by the time we can actually go we'll get the senior citizen discounts.
I can't even imagine how lovely it would be to experience Hawaii with him. I could never repay him for what he has done for this family but how I would love to thank him while sitting on a beach and watching an amazing Hawaiian sunset. Maybe there, I could find the words to thank him for giving his life to me. For looking at me, after all these years with the same look in his eyes as when we first met. Even when I was nine months pregnant and as big as a barn, he had a way of making me feel like a beauty queen. How do you thank someone for that? All I know is, I'll try until the end of my days. I've heard Hawaii referred to as Paradise on Earth. It would be a dream come true to give him back a little slice of the paradise he has given me.