Tribute to my husband

It was one year ago today that Leighton Tebay and I were married. It has been a wonderful year. I knew that life with Leighton would be good, but I could not have imagined how good it would be. Leighton is a gentle, caring, loving man. He is affectionate (which I absolutely love!). He never tires of giving me hugs and telling me he loves me. We haven’t really grown out of the infatuation stage with all those warm, fuzzy feelings (and I hope we don’t ever grow out of it).

He loves teasing me which is good, because it never lets me take myself or life too seriously. He is a great father and has brought all those behaviors valued by males but not understood by females to our two boys (fart tag, anyone?). Too much feminine influence has made them into sissies (much to my dismay – I was a tomboy growing up).

Leighton understands me and even when I don’t say things, he can usually figure out what’s going on. He realized very early on that ‘acts of service’ are one of my main love languages. I tend to see myself as responsible for everything by default, but he doesn’t take advantage of that, and does whatever he can instead of leaving me to automatically do it. He is extremely supportive and encourages me to dream. He is honest and pushes me to grow and become better than I am. God has used him to teach me much about grace.

There are so many things that make being married to Leighton absolutely wonderful. I am so happy and thankful that I can be his wife. Leighton, you’re my number one man!