I'm sure ... actually I'm 100 percent positive you guys are sick of hearing how awesome my hubby is ... worse yet how great our marriage is and how much I still love this man. I know ...
And, yet ... I don't care and I still write about it.
So, bear with me.
Let's forget the fact that he's lost about 83 pounds and is looking pretty fantastic! I seriously cannot stop looking at him. Cutie patootie!
This is not even about that ... because as I tell him, day in and day out, "I loved you when you were overweight and I love you the same now." No difference.
But ... he is definitely looking good!
I thought for sure as life went on, we would be that typical couple who had to struggle to find common interests or would just grow tired of each other or grow apart. I was prepared to start doing all the hard work that couples have to do as they get older. You know ... sacrifice ... try to find common interests ... couples' retreats .... whatever.
Imagine my surprise when, after all these years, we just can't get enough of each other. I know! Sickening, huh? But, so incredibly true. I'm still amazed at how much he still loves me and wants to be with me and vice versa.
This guy ... my dear Beau ... sends me winks.
Yep. You know what I mean.
Winks throughout the days.
Like this ...
And, of course, me ... being me ... being a woman ... who thinks someone always wants something from her ... questions it.
Why? Why would you send me a wink without any reason?
Women ... you know you think the same. If our children aren't needing something from us, or our boss/employer, or our friends, or our family, etc., our husband definitely is. We are pulled in every direction.
But, what's becoming clear to me is that the reason for the winks are simple. There's no ulterior motive. No specific reason. It's just because. Just because he's thinking about me.
HE'S thinking about ME. After over 20 years, he still thinks about me. And, thinks thoughts that warrant a wink. He still loves me. He still thinks about me throughout the day.
I think that's pretty awesome.
In a world where we see so many of our friends divorcing, I feel blessed to have a man who sends me winks and smiles throughout the day. I feel blessed that this man still thinks of me during his day. I feel blessed that when he's given the option to do anything during the week with any other person, what he wants to do is be with me. I feel blessed that my girls are disgusted by his displays of affection for me. I just feel blessed to have a man who loves me just as much as he did 20 years ago.
And, I love him even more. I can't explain it. I just know that I do.
So ... yeah ... I'm blessed.
(Don't mean to rub it in. I hope you are just as blessed as I am.)