I was reminded recently of just how wonderful my husband is. And I wanted to write it here as a small reminder to myself. Hope you guys don’t mind.😉
He isn’t romantic in a classic sense. From time to time he does some big romantic gesture that reminds me that he does know about romance.😉 But I am so much happier with the constant small romances. He doesn’t write poetry or shower me with expensive gifts or bring flowers every day or whisk me off to fancy dinners every week. But he loves me passionately. And the things in this post mean so much more to me than any grand romantic gesture ever could.
He provides financially for our little family so I have the freedom to do whatever I want. But he has also never expected me to stay home. I don’t blog about it much, but I am a huge supporter of human rights issues, including women’s rights. I believe in equality. Christopher is also a huge supporter of this which means so much to me. There are so many female voices speaking out about this, but unfortunately in our society, it is the men who are more often heard. So I am thankful that he is an advocate for equality.
He is gentle. When I thought about my future husband before I met Christopher, the word “gentle” never would have made “the list” of things to look for in a spouse. But my, oh my, how I lucked out there. I know I say this all the time, but it just blows me away that he has never even raised his voice at me. And he is so sweet with children and those who are vulnerable.
He is truly the most humble person I know. He thinks of himself last. He serves others even when they take advantage of him. He never lets pride get in the way of his servant heart.
He is kind and respectful. To me. To his mom. To strangers. To customer service reps who are rude. He shows kindness and respect to everyone.
He makes me laugh. He is funny and clever and tells some of the corniest jokes. But he makes me laugh every day.
He is steadfast, honest, and faithful. Every day. Always.
He loves to spend time with me. I know some couples like to have their space and time apart which is totally understandable because different people are different. But we crave being together. People warned us that we would get sick of each other while in Italy because we would be together 24/7 for those 16 days, but truth be told – we loved every minute. When we came back to the States and had to spend that first day apart (going to work), we came home and Christopher gave me a huge hug and told me how much he had missed me all day because he had gotten so used to spending every moment with me in Italy.
He thinks I’m beautiful. And smart. And hilarious. And he tells me so nearly every day. But my favorite moments are the times when about once or twice a week he stops to really look at me and he just becomes overwhelmed. He may not be a poet, but the tangle of sweet words and adoration that come out of his mouth just fill my heart up. 9 1/2 years together and he still makes me blush when he talks about how lucky he is that I choose him.
He is a great listener. And while he wasn’t great at communication when we first met, he is incredible at it now. Practice makes perfect, eh?😉
He loves to adventure with me. We both love to travel and eat new foods and see all of God’s beautiful Earth.
He is confident in himself and those he loves. He truly believes I can do absolutely anything. He has always been my biggest supporter.
He loves God. Living life with Christopher inspires me to be more like him because I see Jesus in him.
He is a good man. And he chose me.