Do you ever have those moments where you look at where you are in life and say to yourself, “Yep, made the right decision about that one!”? That has been my sentiment for the past few days. Looking at my husband I can’t help but think, “Wow I married well!”
Let me brag a little bit about what an amazing husband I have.
Saturday was the Church of Mary Magdalene/Mary’s Place annual Easter Egg Hunt! For the third year in a row we were blessed with great weather and lots of kids – some from Mary’s Place, others from the community. All of the baskets and stuffed Easter eggs were donated by a wonderful MOPs group. It couldn’t have been a more perfect day. My husband had the rarest of all rare treats, a Saturday off. And how did he chose to spend it? Helping me hide 1500 eggs and pass out pastel Easter buckets to 20 kids (and about 20 kids-at-heart). He helped the whole day, making sure every kid got their fill of candy, everyone felt included, and walking behind us all picking up trash and keeping our supplies together.
Then, over the course of the weekend, I developed the Death Plague From Hell. Let me tell you about how I almost NEVER get sick. Or about how I have only taken 2 sick days in my ENTIRE life. Seriously, I don’t do sick. Except for the last four days, I have had a bouncing fever, severe headaches, a cough that sounds like I’m hacking up a lung and extreme fatigue. So what does my awesome hubby do? He waits on me hand and foot. He has made every meal, cleaned the house so I could at least be sick in a clean house, filed the taxes, worked in the yard, taken care of the dogs, run to the store for every little thing I’ve needed, reminded to take my temp and when to take some more ibuprofen, rubbed my back, listen to me whine about how much it sucks to be sick, and even brought me a treat – chocolate! He has been so stellar this weekend – taking care of me and doing everything in his power to make me feel better. Nothing like feeling like crap to make you realize what an awesome husband you have! 😉
That feeling of knowing that your favorite guy will always be there to support you in what you love to do, and will be there to take care of you when you can’t take care of yourself – that is what marriage is all about. Yeah, I married well.