Yesterday was Valentine's Day. We had no special plans for the night, no expectations. Then my husband's mom gives us the gift of a night out... just the two of us. Dinner and a show without the girls, without being the mom, I could focus on being me and giving my husband the attention he deserves. We had a great time together but hurried back to get our girls. We put them to bed and our date continued.
I looked at my husband last night. I saw him. The man that I get grouchy at when he sits in front of the computer endlessly, the one who leaves his shoes right in the walking path, the man who always seems to be walking out the door... I looked into his eyes and saw my life, my future. I could see that he loves me without conditions, truly and fully. He has given his life to me as much as I have given my life to him. We each have had to make sacrifices to be where we are. A little part of each individual is chipped away as we grow together. I'm not the same person he fell in love with, nor is he the same person I fell in love with. Yet, I'm amazed that with each breath I take I find myself more in love than ever.
We always say that we "fit". When we lay side by side in each other's arms we "fit", we are like a puzzle that may match colors with other pieces but when it comes right down to it, no other pieces will fit together so perfectly. I can't say how I know for sure, but I just know beyond a shadow of a doubt that no other person can be all that my husband is for me. The day I realized that was so precious. When I find myself frustrated I think back to my moment of certainty. It's a moment I treasure enough to not let it be ruined by words. I only wish all lovers could find such validation in their mate.
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