It has been a challenging year for John and I – many good things this past year, but also some tough times, too. Ah, the ebb and flow of life.
Last night John and I chilled out in the living room after spending the afternoon with his side of the family celebrating Thanksgiving, plus a milestone birthday for his mom and the announcement that one of his sister’s is getting married.
John was watching the Packer game and I was snuggled on the sofa, my nose deep in a book. Gidget was burrowed under her blanket beside me, the woodstove stoked keeping us warm.
With much on our mind lately, John and I treasure our times together whether we are deep in conversation or just simply being together. Being together for 36 years now, recently celebrating 30 of those years as married, we have grown together in a way that I am very proud of.
As I was reading, and I thought John was watching the game, all of a sudden I heard him say very sweetly, “I have a very beautiful wife.”
I looked up from my book to see him looking at me– that look of pure love.
My heart melted into a thousand pieces. It felt so good to hear him say that. Not that it was about how I actually look in terms of looks, but it was how he said it. And how it felt deep in my soul. That he loves every part of me.
“Thank you for saying that, honey,” I said, and smiled. Those sweet spots in time that you want to hold onto forever and never let go.
But always there, tucked inside your memory for a rainy day when life does not seem so sweet and to know that those moments of sweetness is what makes everything all worth it.
