Because I get kind of mushy when I think about this man that I get to spend my life with, and all the ways he's changed my life for the good and makes me a better person.
I was reflecting the other day on my walk about the many blessings in my life, and you know what?
He's the greatest one of all.
The kids too, but let's be fair... they wouldn't exist without this man. The one who works so hard to provide for us, yet still makes plenty of time for us. (He holds true to the adage, "Never spend so much time making a living that you forget to make a life.") The one who goes to work at an ungodly hour in the morning, so he can be home early in the evenings to help with homework and sit around the table for family suppers and the "thimble game" and cards. The man who brings home the bacon, so I can sprinkle my little bacon bits into our "travel fund" and have lots of dedicated time to raise our kids while they're still young. The dad who the kids look up to with stars in their eyes, who cooks "Gryffy's Favorite Fried Rice" and checks on their Saturday chores and helps to plan our weekly Family Night.
(We're sure working on a consistent Date Night in 2018 too, a goal we agreed on at our anniversary dinner last night while slurping oysters.)
The one who, despite his preference for relaxing at the beach like a monk seal and soaking in the rays with nary a care, acquiesces to my wild and complicated adventures and parenting philosophy of exploring the world with kids to broaden their horizons and build up some glistening family memories.
(And boy, do the kids' eyes ever glisten as they recall, daily, these gilded adventures: "Remember that time I picked up that jellyfish on the beach in Denmark?" -Gryffy, just yesterday)
He is my anchor. My partner. My soul mate.
All this I know, but I don't prioritize marriage like I should. Sometimes it gets elbowed out by all the demands of school and parenting. Our family is a huge priority for us, which is why I feel so convicted about making our marriage an even bigger priority. Strong marriage=strong family. We still need to date each other. We need weekly time to just be together, one-on-one. It could be as simple as a coffee at Caribou, but we're going to make it happen this year.
So, here's to dating my husband more in 2018, and making him the priority he should be.
Happy Anniversary, Hubsley. What an incredible 15 years! I love you fiercely and count every day with you a true, God-given blessing.
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