I fear sometimes I add to the stress, but I try really hard to love you out of your stress. We just had a fun little conversation regarding how stressful it can be at the house for you–three little toddlers screaming for attention, getting attitudes, physically destroying stuff, each other, and you (those inadvertent head-butts can be a doozy.
One of the reasons I’ve been given to you (congratulations, by the way) is for me to be an outlet for you–an adult voice in the middle of your day, a person with some ideas, a guy with ears to hear. This one isn’t about any of your high quality traits. This bit of ‘why I love you’ is because of the nature of our marriage–You need me to love you. I have a job to do to love you–a job I love and am so dang thankful for… I need the same from you, too. It’s not about a drudgery.
It’s an honor to love you when you have the stress. Please use me and let me give you a boost above the fray a little bit.
Right now, there is tons I’d love to say. Due to the relatively public nature of this forum–even though I’m being as anonymous as possible–I’m a bit nervous.
Let’s just say that as you and I both know, I’ve not always been the best husband. Even though we’ve only been married for 5 years, I’ve been stupid a time or two.
I’ve typed about 10 different sentences and keep deleting them. All I can say is that you’re my wife. I want to continue to grow into the man that you want and need. I apologize for anything I’ve ever done or said to upset you or hurt you or to chip at your self-worth. Outside of God, may I be the greatest source of life-giving stuff for you.
I love you.
Not much beats coming home to little kids yelling for ‘Daddy’. But combine it with coming home to the smell of fresh baked bread, and you got an even better welcome.
My wife is the baker. I’m the cook. And I love it when she finds a new recipe and works it. It’s fall and apples are abundantly available. We stopped at an apple barny type place and picked up a bushel of cooking apples (that are just as delish eaten by themselves). Tina decided to hook us up with some apple bread. It is the bomb. I hate using that phrase, but I don’t care. It’s totally the bomb.
She makes great cakes and great breads and cupcakes and brownies and cookies. She fills my body and life with sweetness. She’s cool like that. I love her for herself, but her apple bread don’t hurt none, you know?
We just spent a couple days in Charleston, SC with our friends. It was probably one of the most relaxed couple days we’ve had with each other since the twins came.
It was actually the most relaxed I’ve seen you in a while and that made me pretty happy. I hope you had as good of a time as I did!
It just made me want to be more diligent in looking for opportunities that you and I can unplug and just get out and do fun things together and with our little ones. We don’t have tons and tons of time, so we need to make sure we take the time that we do have together and have some fun.
When we’re going through our daily routines, I sometimes forget how much fun we have together. Sure we steal moments throughout the week, but just good, fun, relaxed time is tougher to come by. So… I love you because we have good times together. (and you always get a local t-shirt).
You want to be the best mom and wife you can be. Thanks for that. There are way too many dads and moms who don’t give a crap. I love that you try so hard, but I get a little sad when you don’t see how good you are at those things and when you pressure yourself so much. I want to take you and de-pressurize you.
Please rest knowing that you’re good at what you do. You have a calling and you’re equipped.
I love you, sweetie.
Thank the Lord you do not have my problem with putting things off. And thank the Lord that I don’t have your problems with being easily stressed. Kind of balances things out, doesn’t it?
Right now, you and I are planning a trip to Charleston this weekend. My poor parents have to come stay at our house and take care of our kids (along w/ their two dogs). You’re all worried about prepping the place. I’m trying to ride your wave because I’d normally wait until Friday night and try to do it all then and not get sleep and therefore not enjoy the vacation.
So, thank you, thank you, thank you that you’re not a procrastinator. Thanks that you are making sure I do what I need to do to get things done so we can leave and feel good about leaving. I can’t wait to spend a couple days away with you!
I love you that you don’t like to wait until the last minute. I need to learn this from you!
It was a great surprise to come home on Monday and find our front yard dotted with neat piles of leaves. I know it didn’t happen by itself, and I know I hadn’t hired anybody.
It was a rough day and quite honestly, I was a little emotionally drained. My wife’s thoughtfulness was on full display in the form of those piles. She often remembers to do the little things that add bits of sweetness to my life. I love her for her thoughtfulness. I just wanted to check that in. 🙂