Being married means sometimes getting your feelings hurt. But it also means having someone ask for seconds to make you feel better when the meatloaf stunk. And having someone to take care of you when your sick. And knowing when something goes wrong that later you'll tell him and he'll put his arms around you and you'll feel better. There is someone to drive when you drink too much and someone to take out the stinky garbage.
And someone to share all the good times, joys, and kids with.
And once in a while, for no real reason, your heart swells with love and admiration.
Last week at WDW DH and the kids were walking back from the pool and I saw them. The rain was coming from behind them, and they were all soaking wet from swimming...but the kids are running and ducking, holding their towels up to stop the rain from hitting them, like a few more drops are the end of the world. And behind them was DH, with a towel around his neck, walking along, give a sh*t, in the rain...just like I would and would expect of him. Seeing my doofus kids being doofuses and my husband being himself sort of overwhelmed me and I almost cried, I was so full of love...and we've been married a long time.
Marriage means sometimes getting your feelings hurt...but it is good.
