There were many reasons why I married my husband. But more importantly, there are so many more reasons why I still smile and my heart goes aflutter when I see him come through the door every evening...
This weekend, he was an active participant in something he truly hates doing; cleaning out stuff and organizing it. And best of all, he did it with a smile on his face, and he did it for me.
As we were working yesterday and today, I wondered how often I do things for him, just for him, with a smile on my face, even if it is something I dislike.
I wonder if I show him how much he means to me on a daily basis, if he truly knows how lost I would be without him.
I wonder if he can imagine how often I think back to when it was just the two of us. How much fun we had, how much fun is still to be had, and how I wouldn't want to do any of it without him, smiling his smile, standing next to me, hand in hand...
I think of those two seventeen year old kids, who were able to recognize their life partners at such a young age, who stood side by side, reciting vows, and are now still partners in crime, raising three boys, smiling at their antics.
We are so blessed, John and I, that we are happy. We realize how full our lives are, how this time with our young sons is fleeting, that we are so lucky to be on this journey together.
Thank you for loving me, in spite of all my faults and quirks. Thanks for making me laugh...
Thank you for that voodoo you do...
thats so cute! Lets see some pics!
ReplyDeleteWow, you guys married so well at such a young age!
ReplyDeleteMy hubby hates doing chores like organizing, too. He organized our front hall closet (which was a freakshow) this weekend. I was so happy with him and, of course, patted him on the back a bazillion times for doing it. :)
You are so lucky you didn't have to date Mr. Wrong after Mr. Wrong (that would be me) and instead found the right guy at such a young age, Maria!
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