Daily Prompt: My Number One

Daily Prompt: My Number One
by Krista on December 22, 2013

Who is the most important person in your life? Describe that person in as great a detail as you can muster and most importantly, tell us why you cherish this person.


My hubby is the most important person in my life, and has been since the day I laid eyes on him. I met hubby about nine months after my divorce was final. Some of his family knew some of my family and between them played match maker.
At first, I wasn’t sure that I wanted to be in another relationship, so soon. It had taken me twenty years to get rid of my first husband. Eventually, I gave my phone number to one of his uncle’s to pass along, and eventually he did call. We talked, on the phone and via the internet, for three months, before our work schedules were compatible for us to meet.
We lived about an hours drive from each other, and he did have to work that day, but I was off, so we decided we would meet in his town and have dinner together. The date was January 1, 1999. I pulled into the parking lot where we agreed to meet, and got out of the car. Hubby had arrived before me and saw my tag number. He figured this was me and got out of his car. He spoke my name and I turned his way. Wow! He was taller than me, around 6′ 5″, with wide shoulders. I remember thinking, ‘This man can take care of me, carry me if need be.’ I startled him a bit when I threw my arms around him in a big hug.
We ate, then drove out to his place on the lake, and sat talking for most of the night. At that time, he was working a job in Georgia with four days on and three off, then three on and four off. I was working twelve to sixteen hours a day, six to seven days a week. Since he had three days off coming up, we agreed that he would come to my home on the mountain, to visit and meet my, soon to be, eleven-year-old daughter.
I cooked dinner, he came to eat and meet my daughter. The visit went well, and so it carried on for five more months.
When summer came and school was let out, hubby invited me and my daughter to come stay at his place for the summer. We could fish, swim, and most of all see how we would fit as a family. We all loved it, of course, but all too soon, school started back and my daughter wasn’t ready to change schools yet. So, my daughter and I moved back home to the mountain and visited the lake on weekends, that I didn’t have to work.
By November 1999, hubby and I were ready to get married, and we did. I had warned my hubby before we married that I was still in a million pieces and he said he could patch me up. That he did, and is still having to patch up areas that insist on blowing out sometimes.
He is my warrior, my stilling hand, my rock, when all breaks loose. Together we have survived, with our love growing stronger and our families merging.
I’m a mom, a daughter, a granddaughter, a grandmother, a friend, but most of all, I’m a wife to the dearest, most patient, and loving man.
Hubby fishing on the pier.


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18 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: My Number One

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  1. He is my warrior, my stilling hand, my rock, when all breaks loose. Together we have survived, with our love growing stronger and our families merging.
    Wow 🙂 MashaAllah
    May Allah bless you both and your family ameen


  2. It’s SO good to find a good man second time around. My story is similar to yours (and I dare say many, many others). I now have a wonderful man – so different from the first!

    Merry Christmas 🎄


  3. Reading the post, I wonder who is the luckier person? You … or your hubby? Clearly you have been blessed as you achieved such wonderful compatibility. And believe you me, you have played an equal role in that achievement though it may not seem so to you.

    Merry Christmas.



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