Each Thursday I take out some time to remind myself of the reasons I married my dear husband. I think it’s important to reflect the little things that make you feel blessed to have your spouse in your life. I try to be intentional with the love and respect I give my spouse. This blogging journey I will take over the next year is my way of letting my husband know that I value all the things he brings to the marriage table. If this is your first time dropping by and you want to follow along you can check out reasons 1-35 by clicking here.
The reason I married my husband is…
36. …he never has to ask me what I want for Christmas or my birthday. My husband knows me best. He takes the time to study not only my needs, but my wants. I love having a husband who pays attention to the little things. I so needed a new winter coat. Hubby even picked it out all by himself and surprised me with it after work one day. He gave it to me in October. My birthday is in November. Even though it’s too hot to wear in Houston most of the year he wanted me to have it for that cold October weekend we spent in Washington, D.C. I’m looking forward to wearing it more often when we move back to that area. He’s so thoughtful!
37. …he’s not afraid of anything. I am the world’s biggest chicken. Cluck cluck! I have completely irrational fears of birds, all insects, snakes, spiders, belly buttons and clowns. (Yeah…clowns, birds and belly buttons…they freak me out!) The only thing I’m not afraid of is mice. I can’t be since I work in a genetics lab that uses murine models to study disease. Hubby knows it is his duty to clear out all critters if there are any because all I can do is stand there with a paralyzing fear while he swats and kills.
38. …he makes my spiritual well being a priority. I wrote a letter to my hubby thanking him for the spiritual intimacy we share. It’s pretty funny, but quite endearing. Check it out.
39. …children love him. I am a firm believer that children are a good judge of character. I have yet to meet a child who does not fall completely in love with my hubby. He’s very comfortable with small babies and little kids. In fact, my friend’s daughter Syd Monster asks about him all the time. She’ll say, “Where is my Jheremy?” So cute! I can’t wait until we have kids I know he’s going to be a great dad.
40. …he takes initiative about all things concerning my car. One day my “then fiance” was driving my car and he realized I needed my oil changed. Done. He also noticed I needed my windshield wipers replaced. Done. Another time he noticed my breaks were slipping. Done. He fussed at me about my tire tread. Done. Last week a head light went out. Done. Time to pay the car insurance. Done. Now any other woman would have completely taken advantage of a man who took the initiative to handle their care repairs/needs before marriage. I had every intention on taking care of all of these issues myself, but he never gave me the chance. Before we were even married he was already assuming the role of being concerned for my safety in and out of the vehicle. Love him! Now that we’re married he has completely assumed responsibility over both of our cars. I love letting him lead…
41. …he won’t let me pump my own gas. I remember when we were 17 years old. We were going on a date and I was driving my mom’s car. I had to stop for gas first so I jumped out thinking I’d go ahead and pump the gas. He nearly threw a fit. Oh, it was embarrassing! He told me off! “A woman shouldn’t have to pump her own gas. What are you doing? Get back in the car! Hasn’t anyone ever taught you how a man treats a lady?” All of that…at 17 years old. Honey! It was probably at that moment I knew he was a keeper. Consequently, you don’t know how lazy my hubby has made me concerning my car. SMH!
42. …he will spend an entire Saturday helping me clean the house. I have never, EVER heard him complain about helping me clean. NEVER! Even when there is something he wants to do on a Saturday, he’ll suck it up and help me anyway with the big chores. I think this has a lot to do with the fact that he was raised by his Grandma…and she don’t take no mess. Thank you Grandma for raising a fine man! Love ya!
Can you think of some reasons you married you husband? Join me on this journey as we recall the reasons we got married together. It’s not too late to remind yourself…and him. Blog Responsively about it and add this button to the bottom of your posts. Looking forward to hearing from you.