It’s been awhile since I shared more of the awesomeness that is my husband!
Rest assured that is not because he has ceased being awesome, but rather because I was ill and then side-tracked and, well, LIFE. You know.
Anyway, I’m back. And, just for today, I want to take a little different approach with this. You see, here are just a few of the comments and emails I’ve received over the last several months:
- “You are so lucky that he’ll play with the kids like that.”
- “You are so lucky that he’s willing to do those things.”
- “You are so lucky that he treats you like that.”
- “I hope you realize how lucky you are.”
So lucky. So lucky. So lucky.
And here’s where I strip it all bare and lay it out there for you, people.
I am lucky.
Make no mistake. I married well and I do not take that for granted. At least, I try not to.
However, there are a couple things I ask that you also keep in mind.
First of all, it’s not all luck. This is not a criticism or judgment of people whose marriages have not turned out all rosy, but I do think it’s important to acknowledge that I thought long and hard about who I wanted to marry.
I had priorities and I made sure they were there. I did not look for a man destined to make millions– I looked for a man with strong love of family and a deep respect for me. I was willing to let go of my desire for a man 6’3″ or taller in favor of a man who was witty and interesting.
I am very lucky that he was as captivated with me as I was with him– this much is true. But I didn’t just luck into a good husband; it’s not that simple.
Secondly, and equally importantly, by design, this series focuses on the positive. Though I never would, I could probably scrape together a weekly series called, “How am I annoyed by thee? Let me count the ways…”
I am very deliberate in what I write about here. I have been unfailingly honest in what I have shared with you about my husband, but you must realize that it is not all sunshine and roses up in here. Even in the best marriages, there are annoyances, frustrations, and disappointments. Ours is no exception.
I am lucky.
No argument here.
But I have a feeling there are a whole lot of lucky people out there.
Sometimes? The luck is in being able to see the blessings right in front of your face. And in making the conscious decision to focus on those instead of the disappointments.