Monday, April 18, 2011

True Love

This is my husband.


His name is James.

I want to tell you a little story about him, that pretty much explains why I am the luckiest girl alive.

So, sometimes, in the morning, I am just not quite ready to start my day when Isaac is. James is weird, and he has already started his day long before either of us. But that's not the point. The point is that James is awesome, and here's why. Sometimes I use the TV to help me ease into the day. I drag my big fluffy comforter and my pillow into the family room across the hall, I put on an episode of Backyardigans (or if I want a longer rest, Veggie Tales), and I snooze for a little bit longer. I eventually turn the TV off, let Isaac lead me upstairs, we have breakfast, he takes a bath, whatever, we start our day. Meanwhile, my blanket and pillow stay in the family room, completely forgotten.

A long, wonderful day with a toddler follows. James comes home, we play, we eat dinner, the perfect predictability of a lovely life. Not everyone's cup of tea, I know, but boy do I love it. Anyway, I usually put Isaac to bed, then James goes down to bed, and I'm still up doing something - crafting, blogging, wasting time on the computer. Eventually, I decide it's time to call it a night, and I finally shuffle down to bed. I creep into the room as quietly as possible, then think D'oh! My blanket and pillow are still in the family room. Dangit dangit dangit. I creep quietly out again and slink across the hall. Only to find that my pillow and blanket are not there. Confused, I go back into the bedroom. There, laid out for me, are my pillow and blanket.

This may seem completely ridiculous, but to me, that is true love spelled out right there. James thought of me. He saw my pillow and blanket, knew I'd want them, and just quietly transferred them right to the place where I would need them. And he does things like that all the time. Little things to make my life more convenient. He brings my cell phone in from the car for me. He changes Isaac's diaper before he leaves in the morning. He unloads the dishwasher. He takes Isaac outside as soon as he gets home from work so that I can get some time to myself. He encourages me to do the things that I love and the things that I want to do. And these simple little things make me feel loved. How lucky I am.

And in case that wasn't enough to win you over, here are a few pictures of him being completely adorable:

cuddling with Isaac

 
doing dishes with Isaac

sharing his ice cream with Isaac, while holding mine



What about you guys? What makes you feel lucky and loved?

5 comments:

Shirley said...

What a fun post! I definitely think acts of kindness are what show me true love too. And Jared also never complains about the job I am doing, and he definitely could! I feel so lucky.

Evan and Holly said...

I'm with you when you say that it matters when he thinks of you. That is what matters to me as well. It doesn't always work that way because that is not how Evan accepts or expresses. But sometimes it works well for us and sometimes he brings me home treats from work or sends me to bed if I am really tired.
What makes the biggest difference for me with Kyle is how he always says, "tank you mommy." or "this really good mommy." or "this is yummy." He says the last two about pb & j sandwiches, yogurt or most lunches. He always says the thank you part.
I love it when Aiden reaches for me or crawls across a room and pulls on my pants.

PitterPatHeart said...

Holly - I know what you mean! That little tug on the pants is one of my favorite things in life. And Isaac is just learning to talk but he signs "Thank you" by blowing a kiss, and it seriously makes it all worth it. :) Babies...

Shirley - so nice when they keep their complaints to themselves, huh ;) I love it.

Kristal said...

You two make a great couple! :) That was a very sweet ode to Mr. James.

Christian and Jennifer said...

I'm with you on the acts of kindness . . . your brother always shows his love for me in that way. He sometimes comes home from work after a long 12-hour night shift and does the dishes if I didn't get around to finishing them the night before. Even though he is exhausted, he knows that I will have a better day if I wake up to a clean kitchen. He is so wonderful. I'm so happy to have him.

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