On Husbands

Mine has been working third shift for the past two weeks. 11 p.m. to 7 a.m. and its the opposite of fun. He volunteered for this shift and is happy to be there for the men that work that shift for their livelihood, not as a 2 week project.

He's a man's man and a woman's man. He's an everyone's man. Today he washed dishes (by hand because our dishwasher's broken), vacuumed, and scrubbed our shower cleaner than it's ever been. After having breakfast with and playing frisbee golf with his newest guy pal.

He has become the definition of husband in less than 2 years and I'm left wondering if I've grown into half the wife equivalent. I never love him more than when I go to him and say "we are out of bird seed again." for the third time this month Just knowing the response will be "They're eating better than we are" or "They can go hungry for a while" but no, he says "We'll have to get them some more then won't we?" That's all it takes to make me weak at the knees.

While considering going on a mission trip together we got the news today that it's too long of a trip for him to take off work. But he didn't flinch when telling me that he thinks I'm supposed to go and that we will raise the money no problem. When I say "What if I bring back a baby?" He replies "We would figure it out, it would be fun." And he means it. He wouldn't be surprised or even flinch. He knows how to deal with me better than I know how to deal with myself.

I couldn't come up with an idea to pitch to him that he would dismiss. It's much more likely that I would talk myself out of something I want than to think that he would. He builds me up and keeps me grounded at the same time.

I hope yours lifts you up, hears you out and loves you unconditionally. I hope he loves the things you love and makes your days brighter. I hope he enjoys your company and is content in your presence. If you have it, you are blessed. We are a lucky bunch!