My joy for today is my amazing husband.
This weekend, Chad took my sister and me to a swing dance, gave me his sole cup of tasty coffee when mine was accidentally spoiled, changed yucky diapers, pressure washed our driveway, made pancakes, cheered our son at his soccer game, planted flowers, mulched, mowed and edged our back yard, retrieved our many Christmas boxes from the garage ceiling, read books, bathed, and put kids to bed, and provided ample amounts of laughter and love to all.
Some of the things on this list, I am sure he enjoyed. Others, such as going to a dance at 9 pm an hour away, he would never choose to do on his own accord. A book I read a while ago on marriage described three types of husbands- a steady, a visionary, and something else that mine obviously was not. Chad is the king of the Mr. Steady husbands. He has a tendency to keep peace and to quietly continue maintaining his responsibilities, while also occasionally doing Superman-esque things, all without praise or notice. This type of person is often unappreciated, and I guilty of not recognizing his commitment and steadfastness as well at times.
Let that be the case no longer, at least in the world of blogs. Recently, on his way home from work, Chad saw a man strangling a woman at a bus stop. Being the decent and brave man that he is, he pulled over and yelled at the man to stop. The guy ran away, the police were called and came, and the woman was safe for the evening at least. While climbing a mountain, Chad, with the help of my dad and his fellow climbers, saved a fellow climber’s life by correctly arresting (waiting for the comments if that is not the correct technical climbing term) when the man fell off the side of a cliff.
Quiet greatness is no simple feat. Maintaining one’s responsibilities, with an attitude of joy and thankfulness is a day by day miracle. The Lord has blessed me beyond belief with my husband, my best friend, my soul mate and (to borrow a term from a friend) the archivist of my life. It boggles my mind day by day that I was blessed to meet him so early in life, at the age of 16. I am so thankful for every moment we have together, and to see him as an awe-inspiring father to my children makes me fall in love deeper each day.
Chad, I know this post will embarrass you beyond belief, and so much more could be said, but this tiny glimpse into you, the love of my life must be shared. So much of my happiness is because of you. I love you; you are my joy for many, many days.
Now be sure to write something nice about me in the comments. 🙂