Guest Writer: Darren (aka, the husband)
Today Lesley and Athena are enjoying the awesomeness that is the Celtic Colours in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. Today is also Thanksgiving in Canada. Seeing as how Lesley is fast asleep, this is the perfect opportunity to hijack her blog for a very good cause: To celebrate her.
Disclaimer: People, I am by no stretch of the imagination a writer so please bear with me and accept my most sincere apologies!
I am so very thankful to have Lesley as my wife, best friend, lover, and mother of our child. When I reflect on my life since she’s come into it, there are few words capable of expressing what I feel: Bewilderment. Excitement. Joy. Passion. Purpose. Love.
I don’t know what made Lesley who she is. Studying her character and soul ought to be a required course in school. She loves her family deeply, she demands the best life from this world, and she is caring beyond words. She gets so excited for new adventures. Whether she’s doing aerial acrobatics, falling through the sky, flying through rapids, or zipping above a forest canvas, she is completely in the moment, and screaming the entire time! If you take note of her pictures, you’ll see what mean 🙂
Throughout my life I couldn’t bring myself to settle for “good enough”. I believed there was someone out there who would live up to my high expectations. Then I met Lesley. Whatever dream girl I had conjured up in my mind, she surpassed in multitudes within the first 10 minutes of our first time meeting. To say I’m the luckiest guy in the world is a huge understatement. She has brought true purpose to my life. She encourages me to go for whatever dream I have, with reckless abandon. She believes in me. She has faith in me. She sees the best in me. I am a better person because of her.
How could I ever get so lucky? Who delivered this absolute beauty to me? What did I do in a previous life to have her in this? I must have been nothing less than a saint. Or maybe I was a latrine and the powers that be decided my next life would be with her because let’s face it, being a latrine would suck.
I’m so grateful that she decided to share her passion and experiences through her writings so that you all could share in our experiences and get to know her. Her ability to recount and express our experiences through her writing is a true gift.
As a mother, Lesley is beyond words. Our daughter smiles when she wakes from a nap; that’s how happy she is. It’s because of Lesley’s dedication, love, time, touch, and crazy antics that our daughter is perfect. Watching Lesley and Athena together is like witnessing a constant chain of Hallmark moments; it’s deep love, caring, and laughter.
Some people have commented on how fearless she is. I disagree. What astounds me about Lesley is although she has fears, she not only faces them, she charges at them while having her mind completely in the moment and her heart beating out of her chest. That’s not fearlessness; that’s unbelievable courage.
Lesley, when you read this, know that I love you. I cherish you. I adore you. You are the most passionate, loving, intelligent, funny, wonderful, and beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. I am so very thankful that you chose me to be your husband. I am excited for every moment along our journey. You make every day special and every moment timeless.
To her dear readers: Thank you for supporting Lesley and joining us on our adventures. She loves getting to know you and hearing your stories and comments. If anyone has a sentiment they would like to share about Lesley, I would love to hear about it!