"I love you just the way you are" (I can hear the tune playing, can you?) I truly am a lucky woman. I am so not perfect. My daughter is not perfect. My marriage isn't perfect. My husband loves me anyway.
One of my male blog readers (you know who you are Mr. Zorro) called me the other day to visit. He and I used to work together. Toward the end of our conversation he told me that he liked to read the nice things I had to say about Brett on my blog. I told him, "Well, I am pretty lucky to have a guy like Brett." He replied, "He is pretty lucky to have you. You guys are perfect for each other and Zoe is lucky to have you as parents. You guys are like a Norman Rockwell family." Well, that was so sweet. I thought about it quite a bit after that. I even talked to Brett about it. It is funny because I do choose to share great things on Fridays about my husband. On my blog I don't share the squabbles we have about this and that and I don't share about our "budget discussions". I don't tell you that I am pretty lazy when it comes to house work and that makes Brett feel stressed and causes us some grief. I don't talk about the idea that we are too busy sometimes and we get so caught up in the day to day and it eventually leads to a bump in our road about who needs to quit what "extracurricular" activity. I guess I don't share that stuff because mom always told me to just share the stuff I want her to remember about Brett. Honestly, I try not to hold on to that junky stuff either, it really weighs one down. We aren't a Norman Rockwell family. I think his families would't have dirty carpet and rooms of the house full of unpacked moving boxes. His family wouldn't have unscooped dog poop in the yard. I guess I just need my readers to know this. We aren't perfect. But, we do have God and he holds us together and makes our relationship new and perfect everyday. We aren't anything special. But, because we know Christ our marriag is special and unique. It is not like a lot of marriages in the world.
So, how does this relate to Brett? He know about these imperfecitons and loves me anyway and says he coulen't imagine life not married to me. He tells me about his day and asks about mine. He lets our marriage be what it is and at the same time finds ways to help us make it better. He really is just perfect for me.
I guess Mr. Zorro was right. :)