Tuesday, October 13, 2015

My husband

My husband is not a perfect man. I have documented how imperfect he is throughout the years. I have spoken honestly about our struggles and how difficult it can sometimes be when two very strong-headed (read: stubborn) individuals come together and try to create a life. I've acknowledged how very different we are and how sometimes our differences don't mesh well together.

But you know...it doesn't matter. None of this matters.

What I know is we've been married for twelve years and three months and I love him.

I know that he thinks about me before he makes decisions. I know he does tiny little things for me all the time. Things like making up songs about me that he sings in a Barry White voice or busting out elaborate dance moves to 90's songs to make me laugh. How he picks a tiny flower out of the yard for me or leaves me a little love note somewhere in the house that he knows I'll be sure to see it. Nearly every single morning for the last two years he's quietly left a cold Diet Pepsi (and a big straw) on the nightstand next to my side of the bed so it will be the first thing I see when I wake up. 

Those little things add up to big things. 

Our lives are crazy right now. It's not unexpected. The children aren't children anymore really and between the four of us we have six jobs, two schools, and three cars to deal with. It seems like at least one of us is always going somewhere and family dinners where the four of us get to sit and eat together have become a rare treat. I appreciate these moments.

I appreciate my husband. I appreciate how he takes ideas and runs with them without hesitation. I appreciate our shared goals and dreams. I appreciate how he sends me things like this. Often.

Sometimes I feel like I have something really special with him, really different. I know, I know. I sound like every teenage girl who has ever been in TRUE LUV 4-EVAH.

But really, I do. I really think this way. I really feel like there is no one else on this planet I could feel exactly the same way about. I've never believed in soul mates as it relates to romance, but I do think, honestly, that what I have with him is very, very special.

I'm not a mushy person, but I really love this man. I am really lucky and I am really thankful.

1 comment:

Carolyn said...

What a day brightener!