We spend our lives waiting for that next job, dream house, new car, or that white picket fence. But there comes a time in everyone's life when we realize that man, those little things sure are nice too!
I know there's probably a million different "little things" posts on a million different blogs, but by golly (trying to broaden my vocabulary a little bit), I'll be the millionth and one!
My epiphany came tonight. It came with a little bit' of sugar, a little bit' of spice, and a little bit' of love. My wife made me vanilla-chocolate pudding after our delicious lasagna dinner, and had set up the electronic massager (which I bought for her birthday) in my chair for me. Now, this may seem overboard to a few -- but that's my wife. It was from her that I was introduced to the concept of unconditional love.
Without going into the intimate details that no one out there would identify with, I'll tell you how the night ended up: I was watching tv, and she was asleep on the couch.
Surprised? Probably not. Actually, a lot of our nights end up like this. Now, I know, this is probably too hardcore for a lot of you to comprehend, but my wife and I like to live it up big. I just can't remember a night where we didn't have an adventure. (This is the official *sarcasm* tag just in case my sense of humor doesn't translate to the web.)
But anyways, that was the beauty of the situation. It was simple. It could happen to anybody -- it could happen to you. But only this time, I chose to see it for what it was: magical.
The look of peace on my wife's face, the incessant purring of our cat Italics (yes, our cat's name is Italics. My wife was an English major, and I'm one of those nerdy editor-types), and my sense of contentment became overwhelming. It was hard not to feel blessed in that moment.
Anyways, I finished up the night by waking her up and tucking her into bed (aww, how sweet, right?). And then I ... well, that was it. Simple as that.
Nothing perceivably extraordinary happened tonight -- it just happened on the inside. It was inspiring enough to write about it, even as my wife still sleeps in the very bed I tucked her in to.
For you, possibly another bland love story, for me ... a chance to write down a memory I can cherish forever.
P.S. I'll leave you with one last thing. If you have a wife, go kiss her. If you have a girlfriend, go tell her to cook you some dinner. (Hah, just kidding. But seriously, if you decide to do that, give me a shoutout and tell me how it goes!)
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You and your wife seem to share a majestic relationship, wrapped in warmth, nourishment and support. How, at such a young age, did you realize that, in the midst of carnal temptation and all other sorts of debauchery that seems to plague today's young, you were indeed ready for such a commitment?
Well, that's the point careergoals ... the decision was so easy it had to be made.
Without giving you my whole history of this, that, and the other, it just came down making the easiest decision I've ever made in my life.
It's hard to imagine a world out there that is so corrupt. I realize that I'm very blessed, but still, it's kinda hard to wrap your head around something that is so bad that you simply don't experience on a day-to-day basis.
Do we argue? Absolutely. Do we get frustrated, or even angry? You betcha' (my wife is VERY skilled in the ancient arts of "angry").
However, do we get jealous of others? Ohmygosh no. Is there a sliver of a chance of infidelity? I have a better chance of understanding math.
Those tendencies simply aren't there. I couldn't imagine if they were.
But alas, I need to stop before the creators of irony decide to use me as an example.
It comes down to us loving to enjoy life and loving to enjoy each other. Nothing more, nothing less.
Josh --
You may be a little surprised that this reminded me of a sports comparison. :)
It was suggested to us many years ago that we should encourage our football and volleyball-playing children to learn to play golf and tennis, because those aren't just "young" sports, but ones that they could play and enjoy all of their lives and well into old age.
Like that, the contentment that permeates this post isn't the sometimes typical young "flashy" love, but rather something more lasting that transcends all ages. And, it is something that I believe many marriages never achieve. So, if you keep "practicing" it, it can last you and your wife a lifetime. And, along the way, it will make yours one of those marriages that people envy and wonder "how did they get so happy?"
A beautiful tribute to self-less love that your children and grandchildren will read and learn from.
Wow, that was really sweet Sandra. I hate to admit it (as a macho male and all), but I feel very touched from your comments. Thank you so much for that.
It's funny that you mention a "self-less" love that "transcends all ages." Even though I've only read three to four of your blog posts, I had that same impression of your love when you talked about the love between you and your husband. How neat :)
P.S. I can use words like "sweet" and "cute" now because I'm married. Sorry guys, it's kinda inevitable ...
Aww! That's awesome! Love it. Love the little things, love being reminded of them.
You remind me of my beautifully hubby and now I'm off to call him just to say "Thank You."
I love your blog!
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C. Beth: Glad to hear it! It's a good thing I'm content with the little things; my salary couldn't support the big things anyways!
Tabby: Well, umm, THAT's incredible! We men don't like to admit it, but a sweet phone call or even a nice little note goes a long ways. I hope he enjoys your phone call!
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