Life grows lovely!

I know its a little late for my Friday post, but if you know me I’m sure you know that I'm always running late so I’m not too concerned. But lets pretend that its Friday so I can post about how much I love my hubby and how awesome he is.
Matthew is so patient with my girly tendencies and is incredibly understanding, even when he doesn't really understand.
I'll just say that its been a trying Sunday. I'll somewhat explain. For the last year Matthew and I have been working as ordinance workers at the Provo Temple. We have loved it - loved it! Over the summer we took a leave because we both had classes on our assigned nights and though Matt still has a class Thursdays I began working again in August. Working at the temple has been a huge release for me amidst all the busyness of working full time, going to school, church callings and learning to be a wife. Along with Matthew working full time and then some, his classes, his calling and learning to deal with me learning to be a wife as well. :) Sighhh busy. Well, being able to work in the temple has really kept me going some weeks when I was sure there was nothing left to give. It was my "me" thing - you know that one thing you do for yourself that can cheer you up no matter what’s going on? - Yeah, that. Maybe your thing is scrapbooking, or decorating, running or updating your bog. Maybe its cooking or a new hair color. Everyone has something. (If you don’t I highly suggest you go out and find something - it feels so good!) I can't put into words how much I have loved the experience.
Anyway, today our bishop asked my permission for him to release me from my calling as a temple worker so that I could better fulfill my calling in our ward relief society presidency. It was so completely unexpected that I didn’t really process it until I was already out the interview door and on my way to Relief Society. Once it hit me that I was done theres no was to put it but that I just fell apart. Because of meetings, Matthew and I had driven to church separately and by the time I got home to see him I was a total wreck. I'm talking streaming tears and hiccups, snot and whimpering - needless to say I wasn’t the prettiest thing to look at, nor very easy to understand. I was finally able to collect myself enough to tell him what had happened. He was glad to hear that no one had died but was so perfect just to hold me and let me cry. I think every woman out there will attest to the power of someone just letting you cry and just listen you. No matter how silly it is. It makes a world of difference and I’m so so grateful that I have Matthew not only to be my knight in shining amour but also my comfy comforter. Although deep down inside I knew it would be fine, I just needed that time to be sad. Matthew always makes me feel like I am the most important person in the world when there is something bothering me. He drops everything to see that I'm taken care of and that I know that he is there for me. You cant buy love like that. He is amazing and the most perfect husband and friend I could possibly ask for.

Thanks babe for letting me wipe my nose on your shirt. I love you! :)