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I always wanted to write a book but could never focus long enough to make it happen. Maybe this blog will inspire me. Or maybe it can be an outlet for my jumbled thoughts and opinions. You may not always agree with me, but that's o.k. I would love to hear your thoughts anyway.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

As Luck Would Have It......

It would seem the old adage "Third times a charm" might hold some truth to it. Either that, or as we age we soften and become more flexible and tolerant , giving and forgiving.  But I think in my case.....its more luck.

Jeff and I just passed our 8 year anniversary and we seem to be getting better with each passing year. We have our moments of frustration, and utter breakdown, but then we take a deep breath, a step back; we re-assess where we are and what we have; we look at what lies ahead as well as where we've been and we remember that together we are stronger than when we are apart.

We bring out the best in each other and we push each other to be better.

Here are just a few of the things he does for me that let me know I am the center of his world.

  1. Every morning, although he does not work until the afternoon he gets up with me. He starts my car so that it is warm by the time I leave. He ensures I have my phone and whatever else I need for the day. He gives me hug, walks me to the door and waits as I get in the car, buckle up, shift into reverse and look back to the door to wave good bye before he walks away.
  2. On those days or evenings he is home with me or that I have not had the chance to change out of my work clothes before he arrives, he takes off my shoes.
  3. When we eat a meal, he carries my plate and drink to the table for me and when I am through he gathers them and takes them back to the kitchen.
  4. When I fall asleep in the chair waiting for him in the evening, he wakes me, helps to lower the footrest on the recliner and holds my hand as I stand up and make my way to the bedroom. He refills my water for the night.
  5. So that I'm not alone, If I am ready for bed and he is not, he will sit in the chair in the bedroom instead of the living room, simply so that he is with me. He always gives me a triple kiss before we roll over for the night.
He does a million and one other things for me as well and I for him, but it's the details, the little nuances that matter. It's knowing what I need before I ask. It's the pepper with my eggs, and knowing what perfume I am wearing each day. It's cleaning the bathroom because he knows it makes me retch. Its the gestures and the smiles, the laughter and the warmth. But most of all ....

He lets me be me. Silly, serious, clumsy, chaotic, lazy, energetic, schizophrenic, or completely well balanced (maybe not ever). No matter how I come, he accepts me with open arms and never leaves my side.

Yes it my third try at this thing called love, partnership, or whatever term you apply, but this time....as luck would have it, I think I did alright.

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