Dear Rachel,
As I sit down to write this, my mind is flooded with the 1.6 million things that we have going on this week.  I then reflect on the equally overwhelming number of activities that we have overcome this past week and I come to the horrifying conclusion that life is not slowing down.  I feel like we have major events going on every weekend and the closest thing we get to a break is the car ride from one place to another.  This week, at one point, I had the thought that my 100 mile race was just a feeble attempt to get me in shape to survive life.    Now, I do not write all of this to give you a coronary event as the frightening responsibilities of loom in the future.  I write this because it demonstrates the quality of yours that I noticed this week that bring love peace and happiness to our awesome family.  YOU ARE A HARD WORKER!!
Since day one of being married you have embraced the workload that has come to be a mundane part of our life.  You went to school, worked at a call center, managed our bills and home, all the while being pregnant.  I remember at the time foolishly thinking that life would be easier when it slowed down.  Since then, you have supported me through med school, residency, owning and running a business and having 5 kids.  Daily I tell people that I have 5 children, and I love to see the unbelieving reactions, double takes, and pitying respect as every one of them responds the same way.  " you sure are busy" they all say.  The only thing I love more, is that I get to tell them that I have an awesome wife who is really the busy one and that she takes on all these tasks with such grace that it would blow their minds.
This week in particular I noticed your hard work.  There were several nights that you had a hard time sleeping.  You were up before 4 am and the tossing and turning sadly became the most relaxing time of the day.  You spent the days helping kids with homework, doing the business side of the practice, and making sure everyone had warm meals,  I know that some days feel like chaos, but I want you to know how much better you make the days. I hope you know that your hard work does not go unnoticed.  I appreciate every activity that you undertake to help life run smoothly; I recognize every job you perform when you would much rather collapse in an exhausted heap on the couch, and I stand in awe of every day that you accomplish more than I ever thought possible.  I love you so much.
Brandon