Considering that it is 2:03 a.m. and I'm sitting in the shop, I could totally write a long report on what our life is like at work.
Instead I'm going to tell you about my husband. After all, he's helping a friend put the transmission back in said friend's truck. My husband is tired. He's exhausted. He's worn out. And he's still taking the time for someone else. I love that about him.
He wakes me up in the morning by hugging me and whispering in my ear that I am his favorite.
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I complain that he's not doing everything that needs to be done.)
He empties that dehumidifier just so that I won't have to ask him.
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I roll my eyes when he asks something of me and mumble that he could do it himself. )
He works hard to reach our goals.
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I tell him that I don't always care about what he is working for.)
He listens politely to everything I have to say, even the horrible stuff.
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I think I have to set him straight when he tries to talk to me.)
He cares about me.
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I feel like I care about me more than him entirely too often.)
I want what I want and he can just fit into what I want. This guy chose to be committed to me with his whole life. I just am selfish and want my way. And it doesn't make me or my man happy.
We had an argument a couple weeks ago. We went to sleep
not happy mad. I dreamed that the rapture happened and because we were fighting, we got left behind. It was so awful that I went about the next day quite sober.
There is nothing that should come in between my relationship with Jesus Christ. He loved me when I was unlovable. He cared about me when I didn't care a bit about him. (And nothing must come in between my relationship with Him!)
My husband loves me in the same way- an unconditional love that says "She is worth it". And that makes me cry. I love this man. He shouldn't get second best.
By God's grace, I will be learn to be the wife that he deserves.