Since having my knee surgery I have had much time to contemplate and think about things. I think about my memories, my growing up, my future goals, things to get done, things to purge, things to do. But more so than ever, I have been thinking about Trevis.
Yes, I realize Valentine's day is upon us, but this post really isn't about that one day. It's about the life I have with him.
He is an amazing father. I am so impressed with his willingness and just matter of fact love to be with his kids, take care of me and take care of our lives. NO, I am not awarding him a medal. He is doing exactly what he should be doing as any parent and mate should. But I want to give him credit where credit is due. Us moms often get credit for doing so, well, so should dads.
I recently read a post from Simple Mom that talked about how to teach him to romance you and i realized the pure simplicity and honesty of this realization. It isn't what he buys me, it isn't flowers or candy or "things." It's a whole bunch of other things, little things, meaningful things because I now take so much meaning from them. It's about what I CONSIDER to be romantic.
-Making sure I take my meds and have my legs elevated
-Laughing and playing with the girls
-Taking the girls to 4H and school and the park and to parties
-Making us all big breakfasts
-Making my coffee with me asking
-Asking my opinion and sharing his about the world, economy and politics (even though we don't always agree...we still talk
-Having patience when mine has run out, and vise versa
-Combing the girls hair before I braid them for the night
-Going to work and coming back home to work some more
-Giving me my fix of dark chocolate even though I shoudn't
-Fixing the bathtub leak
-Making me laugh
-Letting me cry
It's the little things that are romantic. Let's face it. I changed my ideas of romance, otherwise our relationship is based on material goods. No. I want our relationship to be based on respect, freindship and a genuine care...this is real life....not some glorified movie. I want the real life. I have the real life...with him...my husband...my best friend...throught the difficult lows and the wonderful highs. I could not imagine my life with him. Now is that romantic or what!?
Thank you honey for being you. We are not hung up on roles. We are just doing what needs to be done. You do know what I go through as I know what you go through. We are doing the best we can and that is all anyone can ask for. I like and love you with all my heart. And even though you may not get to reading this, I am glad it is out there. I appreciate you, and I know you appreciate me. Spark! is on and here to stay!
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