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The other day, my husband bought me a gift that made me fall in love with him all over again. He bought me a pair of pajama pants. The pants themselves were ok: red and blue, plaid, nothing special. What made these pants special was the size: SMALL. Bless his delusional heart! He actually entered the store, walked over to the pajamas, pictured me in his mind and then reached for a SMALL. Oh! What a wonderful man I married!
Now, this glorious incident would probably go unnoticed by many women. Infact, a lot of the things that make me appreciative of our relationship would probably mean little to others; the way he always serves the dessert (because the calories don’t count if somebody else serves you, duh), the way he patiently listens when I suddenly declare how much I want a pet turtle or how he has accepted the fact that I’m severely allergic to washing dishes (I use the term allergic loosely here. Very loosely). All these things would probably mean nothing to many women. But they mean a lot to this woman. His woman.
So, as I sit here in my super-tight pajama bottoms, trying not to exhale too hard lest I lose a button, I wonder if this is the answer to the ‘how did I know he was the one?’ question. No, not the fact that he bought me pajamas in the wrong size, although this worked highly in his favor (because he erred on the right side; an XL would not have had the same effect). I know he’s the one because he indulges all of my eccentricities and understands that it’s the small, everyday gestures that matter the most to me.
What do you think the answer is? How do you know if he’s the one?
I’m a reluctant housewife and rookie mom blogging about my escapades in the domestic arena. For more of my adventures, visit The Green Calabash blog.
lol..trying not to exhale too hard lest i loose a button..halfway through this piece & i recognized ua style of writting.lovely piece
I knew he was the one since we first got together. He gave all that he could so that I could blossom into the woman I wanted to become. He encouraged me, prayed with me through my trials, and celebrated my victories. His objective is to be a blessing to my life and I strive to do the same. True love is something so beautiful that words can't describe the full experience. Great Article!