I fell in love this past week. Don’t get any tawdry ideas. I spent the last week falling in love all over again with my husband.
My anxiety has been crazy, and I have been pushing through and making things happen anyway. So the other night I stopped and spent some time with Joseph because I had been running for so long that I felt like my cup was empty. He came to my rescue. He asked me what I needed, how could he help, what was it that would make it lighter and easier? Knight in shining armor and all. We talked for a few hours and I went to sleep feeling so much better. I woke up refreshed and dancing and singing the next day. It was amazing.
Then to add to the happy he bombarded me with loving texts, adorable selfies, and attention to the overflowing. There is nothing quite like someone dropping all they have going on to pour into you when you are feeling the well is dry.
I was reminded today that I wanted to give him due credit here when I texted him as he left for the grocery store.
Me: I am almost home
Joseph: crap. I just left. I’m coming back to kiss you and see you for a few minutes before I go.
Le Sigh. He really is either an amazing catch or an alien. Either way, I’ll take it. Thank you husband. For being there, for knowing when I need it most, for pouring into me, for always asking how you can be better and for taking care of me and the girls. We love you. I love you. God really gave me more than I could have asked for with Joseph. I’m gonna take it.
I leave you with the words of Meghan Trainor:
I’m gonna love you
Like I’m gonna lose you
I’m gonna hold you
Like we’re saying goodbye