My husband and I are two totally different creatures. Sure we share a lot of the same ideals and values in life, but for the large part we beat to a different drum. Things that blow my skirt up don’t even cause him pause, and sometimes I just wish he could understand why I can get frustrated like I do. He’ll cut his eyes at me, gazing incredulously at me through a shock of his thick salt and pepper hair, with his expression literally questioning me, “what’s the big deal?”
He’s even into things that I don’t find interesting at all, and sometimes I wonder, how much World of Warcraft can one person play?
Whereas I crave order within the home, he seems not to notice the stray clothes left upon the floor. Where I desire clean counters, he leaves half-empty cereal bowls. And while I may spend a large amount of free time scooping up the children’s toys, a disordered living room doesn’t seem to bother him a bit.
I may like the oil changed right when it’s due, but he may not notice until 1000 miles later.
I may feel antsy if I’m without a task, but he may feel completely at ease.
And though I could spend all day fuming or stewing over the fact that he’s nothing like me, instead I celebrate that fact.
The one thing about my husband is that though he has idiosyncrasies that may cause our personalities to clash in essence he’s worth his weight in gold as far as spouses go. I can easily look left or right and see broken marriages, abusive husbands, or those who could care less about even speaking to their wife. Roommates, in fact, is how some couples live, and the gift that I have of spending quality time with my best friend is a blessing indeed.
I’m never so narrow-minded to assume I’m without fault or peculiarities of my own, but the truth that my husband loves me despite it all is worth holding on to. It’s worth not looking past our differences, per se, or ignoring issues that should be discussed, but instead not giving these things more merit than they deserve. It’s about seeing the greatness in my marriage, and not allowing the devil to trick me into focusing on the menial annoyances of a day to day grind.
So I choose to see the gift I have in a loving husband. I chose to not compare him to myself or anyone else for that matter. I make the choice to see how wonderful it is to be loved so completely and truly by another human being. I open my eyes to my husband’s good heart, and I don’t take what we have for granted. Not even once.
The one thing about my husband is that though he isn’t like me at all, he’s even better. He’s my counterpart, the person who compliments my life, the man who makes each day a little better just by being by my side. And that I think I can handle forever.
Sondra Tidwell says
Brie u r awesome in everything u do..U keep up the good job give my girls my love and hugs.
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
Thank you.
Derek Langham says
Brie.
Loved your bit about your husband. Made me think about our long term relationship. Fifty years ago we met by accident, me an Aries and my love a Gemini, supposedly the correct match. It has worked out well. We had two children, a boy and a girl, who are now forty nine an forty five. Together we have shared and accomplished a lot. We are quite different, but it works. Bill. L . Old Author.
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
Thank you.