Have you SEEN outside today? Gorgeous. I’m in love with this
weather. If this is winter, I’ll take it.
Anyway, I wanted to write today about the realization I had
this past week. In my search of kind things to blog about, I remembered all of
the small things my husband has done for me lately. He will probably be mortified
that I’m blogging about him, but he deserves a moment -however brief &
embarrassing- in the spotlight.
He’ll love this more, too, because he continues to ensure me
that keeping a blog is totally dorky (I know, hurtful) and that it is unlikely
many people actually read it (gasp).
So, in this very public and highly read (hehehe) media, I
would like to commend him for his unselfish kindness… at home with me, with his
family, and in his daily routine at school. Living with me is not always an
easy task. I’m terribly loud and very clumsy. I struggle to be a good listener.
I love sleeping late, playing on my computer (or phone or iPad or other
technology format), sewing until late hours of the night, hogging the remote,
and filling up the DVR with Chelsea Handler.
You get the picture- I’m slightly
self-centered.
But, through it all, he is forever patient and kind. We are
not typically “Valentine’s-ish” people, but I was surprised this year with a
rose. For two weekends in a row, he has sneaked out of bed in the morning,
taken care of our fur-babies, and let me sleep until after 10:00. Two of those
days, when I finally crawled out of bed after 12+ hours of sleep, he had a
biscuit waiting for me. He has sat through numerous new sit-coms that I know are not his
favorite. And he continues to support me through my serious budgeting flaws (I’d
love to say they’re minor math mistakes, but that’s simply not true).
I’ve always known my husband’s a great guy, and he continues
to make me proud everyday in his hard work, family support, and *youthful*
sense of humor. I can only hope his kindness and level-headedness will somehow
rub off on me.
My search for kindness in the world this week was quite
simple and fairly short. My husband. Right here at home all along.
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