Dear Husband, I am thankful for you.
We have been at this marriage thing for quite a while now — from adventurous trips and extravagant dates, to buying our first home and filling it with babies, and now watching our family grow — and I can tell you that I am more in love with you now than I ever have been.
It’s true, we rarely leave the house for a date night. Instead, you can now find us eating snacks in bed while re-watching our favorite shows or breaking out a board game. Now, our adventurous trips are how adventurous we’re feeling with getting out and chasing our two toddlers around in public.
If my thirteen-year-old self had known this, I would have been devastated because the reality of what’s presented to us about love is false. Love is presented in such a glamorous way, when love really isn’t about those things — the gifts, extravagant getaways, or being saved anytime we’re in distress.
Instead, it’s about choosing and uplifting each other. It’s being patient and kind. It is not boasting, being envious, self-seeking, intending to be rude, or easily angered. (1 Cor 13:4-7) It’s about growing together.
It has changed from getting butterflies when I saw you across the room to now getting butterflies when you are chasing the kids around the living room. Or when you decide to pick up a treat on the way home because you know it has been a rough day.
If I pause to really think about it, you, my husband are even more romantic than my teenage self could have ever dreamed.
At the end of the day, when my energy is spent, your adventurous spirit comes to play at a perfect time. After a long day at work, you never hesitate to play with the kids, listen to their day, and make all the silly play requests come true. You are the perk in our day we desperately need.
You work hard so we have what we need and more. You provide not only for our family now, but also for the future. You are brilliant, passionate, and hard working.
While we can’t be carefree as much anymore, you sacrifice time on the weekends so I can have some time to myself to run errands, pamper myself, or just have some alone time.
More than anything else, you respect and appreciate me as a mom. You always know the right moments to compliment me when it’s been a trying day or joke at how much the kids truly love me when they won’t let me out of their sight.
You provide what I need physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally. Our marriage isn’t perfect and it never will be because people aren’t perfect, but it is good. I am loved. My husband is loved. I appreciate my husband and all the ways he shows his love through all his hard work and dedication to our family. That’s true romance.