Tomorrow is Valentine's Day.
As someone wise once said, when your spouse shows you every day how much they love you, Valentine's Day is just another day.
Yep!
My husband has been on my mind a lot in the last few days,
and I've been thinking about how lucky/blessed I am that he is mine.
Honestly I don't know how it happened
other than to just say it was the masterful orchestration of God that brought us together in life.
Elton is amazing and it is my prayer that my daughters find men like their daddy to marry.
There are so many ways that I know he loves me...here are a few. Hopefully one day my daughters will see this list and know what kind of unselfish guy they need to look for!
He kills the bugs.
He takes out the trash.
I've only had to put gas in the vehicle a few times in our almost 8-years of marriage;
mostly he does it.
If going through the drive-through for food, he doesn't even need to call and ask what I want. No matter what place it is, he knows exactly what I'd like.
He knows our life is crazy...three kids age 5 and under is a circus. But it's our circus and we work as team mates to run it. Having a true partner by your side makes all the difference...
Many times I wake up to a clean kitchen and quietly humming dishwasher that he filled/started before leaving for work.
He likes to cook and is good at it, and he's so thoughtful even while preparing meals.
For example; when he makes his awesome pizzas he knows I don't like chorizo
so he only puts it on his side of the pizza.
He knows I'm very number-dyslexic and terrified of numbers and money issues.
So he handles all the money matters.
Yes I know that's so 50's housewife-ish of me
but not having the anxiety of dealing with money (other than couponing) is a huge relief to me.
If I wake up at night with a nightmare he wakes up with me
and comforts me with prayer and kisses.
He wrestles with the kids and plays ball with them, even in the house. He's a goofy, cool dad even though no one ever showed him how to be one.
I can't even express how awesome it is to wake up early sometimes and come downstairs to find him kneeling in prayer before getting Samuel up for school.
He loves the 'morning duty' of getting Samuel up and ready for school, and walking him to the bus stop. He really wants to be his son's buddy. His hero. And he will be...
If I'm stressed, he listens. Always.
He knows exactly how I like my coffee and will prepare it for me, even though he's not a huge coffee drinker himself.
We can talk about anything. Anytime.
Even if it means staying up until the wee hours vocalizing our life dreams and goals.
We share a hunger for more of God in our lives and in our kids lives. I cannot imagine not sharing that with my husband. It's wonderful to share insight into Scriptures.
Speaking of that, it's cool watching him stay up late at night just studying the Word.
I know I'll hear about his latest inspiration in the morning.
He changes diapers.
He vacuums.
He has filled my life with music through the years.
During three childbirths he's been at my side; so gentle, calm, and wonderful.
Through two miscarriages, he's been at my side through the tears.
That moment in church when your handsome husband puts his arm around the back of your chair and gently squeezes you for a minute, and you forget to listen to the preacher for a few seconds because you just fell a little deeper in love...yeah I'm there a lot.
He still makes my heart beat faster and my tummy feel with butterflies when he smiles at me.
I love him and I know that he loves me.
