Free shipping on all orders over $75🎄

Dear husband, I haven’t forgotten you.

There was a time in our marriage when we would come home from work and relax with each other. You would sit and watch TV while I propped my feet on you and read my favorite book. Those days seem like so long ago. We had time for each other without having to schedule it. Dates were an “any day of the week” thing. Nowadays, dates have to be planned in advance.

I miss you.

There are days when I feel as though all we talk about are pick up schedules, laundry, and whose turn it is to feed the dog. When we try to have a conversation at night, most get interrupted by our children needing attention.

Your workdays are still important to me. I want to know how your day was and if you got that job you stayed up late bidding the night before; however, we can never seem to get that far.

I hope you know I love you even though I don’t get to show my affection very often.

Kisses are scarce, usually one in the morning before heading off to work and one in the evening before bed. Our intimacy has plummeted some. With crazy schedules and our two sweet girls between us at night, it’s no wonder.

I hope you don’t feel neglected.

I am still your biggest fan and cheerleader although my attention has drifted to our children. I am so proud of all the things you have accomplished and still continue to amaze me with your ambition. I have been so lucky to have you as my partner. When I begin to feel overwhelmed by everyday life, you are always there to bring me back down.

I promise, dear husband, I haven’t forgotten you.

I see you taking out the trash and mowing our lawn. Starting the laundry I had forgotten about and laying out dinner. In the mornings, you help get the girls ready for school and make our infant’s bottles. You are my biggest support system. You help without being asked and I cherish this. I know you are a rarity; some women are not as lucky as I am in this department.

My sweet husband, I prayed for you.

I prayed at night that I would find someone to love me for me and treat me with respect and kindness. I prayed for a man who would always be there for me and to comfort me. I didn’t know when I met you that you were my answered prayer. Years later, I realized God had sent you to me and I am truly blessed.

I could not ask for a better father for our children. You are the definition of what a dad should be. You make time for our kids. When our babies are sick, you stay home to care for them. You take our girls on outings alone, which most dads don’t do.

Seeing you with our children makes me love you even more. Our girls love you unconditionally, and I hope one day they find a man as wonderful as you.

You see husband, I haven’t forgotten you. In our everyday life, you make me incredibly happy—although sometimes it doesn’t show. I promise to work on this from now on.

I want you to know just how important you are to me and how much I need you.

You see the best in me and encourage me to chase my dreams even when I’m scared. Thank you for pushing me to try new things, and giving me insight when I fall flat on my face. I couldn’t do this crazy life without you, and I will love you always.

You may also like:

Dear Husband, I Loved You First

Husband, I Love You More

Dear Husband, I’m Not the Same Girl You Married

So God Made a Mother book by Leslie Means

If you liked this, you'll love our new book, SO GOD MADE A MOTHER available now!

Order Now

Samantha Embry

My name is Samantha and I love in a small town in Kentucky with my husband and 2 girls. I am a full time working mom who is doing her best to raise good kids and be a loving wife.

Marriage Is Too Short to Fight over Trash Bags

In: Marriage
Man hugging woman in front of a window

It was a Sunday, and we had just returned from a hospital stay with our medically complex daughter. We needed a reset—one of those “all house chores get tackled in a day” type of resets. We needed a fresh start. Around mid-day, my husband Josh and I were both in full cleaning mode. The morning had been chaotic. Our daughter was struggling with seizures, and our son was still buzzing with excitement from two birthday parties he had attended the day before. As he begged for the banana bread in the oven to cook faster and for more episodes of...

Keep Reading

Your Husband Needs Friendship Too

In: Faith, Friendship, Marriage
3 men smiling outside

As the clock inches closer to 7:00 on a Monday evening, I pull out whatever dessert I had prepared that week and set it out on the kitchen counter. This particular week it’s a trifle, but other weeks it may be brownies, pound cake, or cookies of some kind. My eyes do one last sweep to make sure there isn’t a tripping hazard disguised as a dog toy on the floor and that the leftover dinner is put away. Then, my kids and I make ourselves scarce. Sometimes that involves library runs or gym visits, but it mostly looks like...

Keep Reading

Dear Husband, Some Days I Feel So Alone

In: Marriage, Motherhood
Woman holding toddler looking tired

Dear my love, I am sitting here at the table you built, back when time was plentiful, and money was sparse. Back when pre-drinks were always at our place, loving sleep-ins were abundant, and the days were our own. I wonder . . . back then, what we might have imagined our life would look like, 10 years later? Would we have pictured the white picket fence, the curly, fair-haired, sensitive little boy and cheeky little girl? We probably would have imagined that we would be hard working, but would we have pictured the deep-set exhaustion that is our day-to-day...

Keep Reading

I Never Thought I’d be Divorced…Twice

In: Living, Marriage
Woman walking away on boardwalk alone

Divorced. I never thought it’d be me. Especially twice divorced. Yet, here I am, single again after two failed marriages. I say failed because the marriages didn’t last. But were they really failures? Failure is defined as a “lack of success.” But by what yardstick is success measured? I know plenty of people in absolutely miserable marriages that I would not consider successful. So is it really fair to call my two marriages failures? I guess it depends on who you ask and what they see as a failure versus a success. Just because a marriage is legally intact doesn’t...

Keep Reading

Marriage Is So Much More than Love

In: Marriage
Husband and wife hugging, color photo

I met my husband when I was 19. I knew right away there was something there. I was intrigued by him—his looks, his smile, his big heart, his mysterious side. He was unapologetically himself. He listened to his music a little too loud, did his own thing, didn’t try to impress my parents, and lived his life on his own terms. With his hat backward, those big blue eyes, and that mischievous grin . . . I fell hook, line, and sinker. I loved the fact that he had his own house, his own boat, his own life. I was...

Keep Reading

Look for the Green Flags Too

In: Marriage
Couple hugs with twinkle lights in background

We all think we want that storybook romance. We want a partner to sweep into our lives, sing love songs outside of our bedroom window, buy huge bouquets of flowers for no particular reason, publicly declare their love for us every day, and when they’re wrong they should always apologize into a microphone in front of a large crowd. Besides the fact that most of the above are clues that Prince Charming is actually an undercover narcissist and you should probably run far away, this kind of romance sounds rather exhausting. Sure, it sounds fun for a while, but there’s...

Keep Reading

Dear Husband, I Remember It All

In: Marriage
Man and woman touch foreheads and smile

Dear husband,  I remember when we were dating in high school, all snuggled up sitting on the couch by the fire in your parents’ basement, talking about our hopes and dreams for our future. We both hoped to be in each other’s future. I remember going on so many adventures. All the laughs, the jokes, all the times we got into trouble and said, “This will make a great story afterward.” I remember when you asked me to marry you. We were so young, so naive with no idea of what the future would hold, but we couldn’t have been...

Keep Reading

What Happens When Your Perfect Life Explodes?

In: Grief, Living, Loss, Marriage, Motherhood
Sad woman by window with her head in hands

One day you’re living your best life, writing articles about how perfect your marriage is, and the next, BOOM, life as you know it completely changes. I was blindsided by information that my husband had been lying to me for three years about certain aspects of our lives. I felt like I had been hit in the gut by the biggest rock you could imagine. What has followed has been a snowball of events and new information that has changed the course of my and my kids’ lives. So what do you do when your perfect explodes? This is one...

Keep Reading

Dear Husband, In This Busy Season

In: Living, Marriage
Busy family in the kitchen, man walking into the door holding coffee

Dear husband,  I know this is a busy season for you. I see how hard you’re working. And I know you come home exhausted every night. I know you’d be here earlier—and more often—if you could. But you can’t. Because this is your busy season.  And there are a few things I need you to know.  This is hard for me too. Even on normal days, I’m on call 24/7 for the kids, but now, I don’t have you at home as backup. The needing never stops, and I no longer have you to share it with. I can’t say,...

Keep Reading

Attention Husbands, Your Wife Needs Your Touch

In: Marriage
Man kissing woman on forehead

Attention husbands, Your wife needs your touch. And I’m not just talking about sex, though she needs that too, I’m talking about intimacy beyond the bedroom. I’m talking about reaching for her hand while you’re driving. Holding her hand and walking closely in public. Cuddling on the couch while watching TV. Pulling her close and kissing her passionately when she least expects it. Wrapping your arms around her and holding her just for the sake of being close with no other expectations. Pushing the hair back out of her eyes just so you can touch her face.  RELATED: The Key to...

Keep Reading