During those (…rare…ahem) difficult moments (days?) of married life, I’ve found every insignificant addition to why I love Hubby vaporizes from my mind. I forget his sweetness to me. I am mindless of the abundant grace of God shown me through him. These are not insignificant. This morning, I awoke with thoughts running through my mind of all the little things he does for me, for which I want to be particularly thankful. It’s such an effort–when the “big” things aren’t going the way I meticulously planned–to not take for granted Hubby’s considerate caring.
Self, take note. Remember…
- Hubby wakes up with me (oh so early in the morning). Just so he can put the coffee on. Just so I can go to work with a full traveler’s mug of joe. He doesn’t even drink coffee himself.
- He loves to buy me different flavors of coffee creamers. Currently, my favorites are Coffee-Mate French Vanilla and International Delight Italian Sweet Cream. And yes, I am Swedish. And yes, it is a pride thing to drink my coffee black, but sometimes I just want a little fun in my java. Don’t judge me.
(Please note: I’m quite tired today, so my points are considerably coffee-centered. But wait; there’s more!)
- During this whole mess with my back, he has been so protective and has taken such good care of me. He comes and strokes my arm at the scary doctor’s office. He reminds me to do my stretches. He gives me back rubs…
- He gives me back rubs.
These may seem silly, but I’m thankful to God for my loving husband. I’ll leave to Him the “big” things, while I praise Him for these Little Things.
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September 26, 2008 at 12:35 pm
minnesotamom
Good for you, dear! Focusing on the positive things about your spouse will help keep love at the forefront and discontentment from reigning.
Hubby is very sweet to do display such kindnesses.
October 1, 2008 at 9:43 am
Lee S.
Oh, I’m soooooo gonna judge you. Non-dairy “creamers” in your coffee?! That’s not right!
Sorry. I’m settling down now.
Hope your back continues to get better. 🙂
October 1, 2008 at 1:49 pm
Craver-VII
I’m not allowed to do stretches in the morning. Supposedly, I make too much noise. The older I get, the noisier my mornings. Nothin’ like coffee though, to soothe the savage beast. (sluuurp… aaaaaahh)
October 1, 2008 at 8:12 pm
Mary-LUE
Those are wonderful things to be grateful for… and if he is still doing them in 20 years, you’ll be really, really, grateful!
Hey, I left a response over at my place but I never know if people go back to look… Marley got a Just Like Me doll with blue yes, blonde hair, and bangs. Her name is Katie. (Part of the story that I accidently left out is that it is Marley’s SECOND AG doll. Her first was Elizabeth, Felicity’s friend.
Have a great rest of the week!
October 15, 2008 at 5:33 pm
bren j.
Is it really a Swedish thing to drink your coffee black? Hah! Then I will consider my husband finally corrupted….although it’s usually only ‘cheap’ coffee that he hasn’t roasted himself that he puts c&s in. At work he loads up on creamer because he says their coffee is “THAT BAD.”