The Mister

I’m married.

To a wonderful man.

The only man who would put up with me for 22 years.

Hopefully 22 more, as well.

His name is Robert.  Everyone calls him “Bobby”.  Or “Bob”.  I prefer “Bobby”, but sometimes I’ll call him “Bob” if the person to whom I am speaking calls him “Bob”.  I only call him “Robert” on rare occasion – when it’s warranted.  However, when referring to him, I call him “Mr. Hilaman”.  I think most people have gotten used to that.  Although, I never call him “Mr. Hilaman” when talking to him.  That’s just the way it is.

Anyhoo,

He’s a wonderful man.  A Godly man.  A merciful man.

He is the oldest of three boys.  His mom deserves a medal.  The boys are less than four years apart.  His mom deserves another medal.  They gave her a run for her money.

His love is sports; baseball in particular, thought there’s not a sport he hasn’t mastered.  He is a fine specimen of a sports-playing man.  He played ball from the time he could walk until he finally hung his softball cleats a few years ago.  He played highschool and college baseball.  He was dang good.  So good that he got a pro try-out.  In his adult life he played softball.  That’s about the time I met him.  It was great fun to watch him.  But, a torn hamstring sidelined his ‘career’.  He focuses on weightlifting now.  He’s a stud.  The other guys in the gym think he’s a stud, too.  He finally convinced me to get in the gym.  He takes Marshall, too.  It’s become a way of life for the Hilamans.

Bobby is really good with numbers, too.  I think it comes from years and years of calculating baseball stats.  He can run numbers in his head like nobody’s business.  It makes me glaze over.  He’s not a great speller , but man, can he do some calculating.

We met at church 22 years ago.  Through mutual friends.  It’s a long, drawn-out story, so I’ll save it for another post.  The long-and-short of it is, we were married seven months after we met.  Yes, you read that correctly.  7.  months.  But, simply because he is a merciful man of God, we are still together today.  I hope we have another 22 years together.

Bobby’s not much of a traveler.  Not much of a risk-taker.  He’s a homebody, stable, consistent.  He’d rather be home than out doing something.  He’s a creature of habit.  At least I always know where to find him.

He has family in Ohio – his dad is from there.  We went up there once, a long time ago.  His mom is from around here.  She has lots of family.  Family is very important to Bobby.  Family comes first.

The most important thing in his life, though, is Jesus.  Making sure his boys have a relationship with Jesus is the legacy he wishes to leave behind.  He’s had the privilege of baptizing both of his sons.  Truly the legacy of a father who loves his boys.  He is a great example of the love of God to others.

He’s funny.  Although I think most people don’t get to see the humorous side of him that I get to see.  He does funny stuff.  Has good one-liners.  Makes me laugh until my sides hurt.

He has great hair.  It’s silver-ish.  I like it a lot. He’s got gray eyes and tan skin.  He’s strong.  He can bench-press me.  It’s funny.  He makes up words to songs.  Except the longest song known to man – American Pie – he knows EVERY WORD!  He can shag dance.  I’m not sure how he does it, but it’s hilarious and cute and unique.  Occasionally he picks on me; I really like it when he does.  It’s always very funny.

He is kind, gracious, gentlemanly, merciful, has self-control.  People are comfortable with him and like to talk to him.  He is patient and loving.  People like him, and like being around him.   He is good with kids and adults alike.

He walks with a swagger.  A genetic trait he has passed on to his sons.  You can pick the Hilamans out in a crowd, that’s for sure.  He’s tall and handsome.  Has a great laugh.  He is loyal and true.  He is perfect for me.  God knew exactly what he was doing when he put us together 22 years ago.  There is no one else I’d rather spend my life with.  I love Mr Hilaman with a deep and life-long, heart-passion love.  He is a great man.  I am blessed by him.