Three nights a week I have class until 7:30, which leaves Tuesday nights and weekends for time with Christian. More often than not, we spend our time sitting side by side doing HW, or traveling various places on the weekends. Needless to say, my time with my sweet husband is precious to me.
The other day, I was driving home from class, stressing about the fact that I had no plans for dinner. I called Christian and he told me sandwiches were fine (for the 3rd time that week). Running on 5 hours of sleep, eye make-up rubbed off, with hair pulled back in a messy bun, I all but stumbled into the house via the garage door, and called out a meek, "Hey baby."
Before I had time to notice the dimmed lights, Christian appeared before me, sporting a nice dress shirt and a hint of my favorite cologne. "Hi baby!" he smiled. As we embraced, I noticed the glow of candles around us. I ventured forward into the living room and found both a clean house and a beautifully prepared meal of beef tenderloin, fresh corn and grilled asparagus.
"What is this?" I said in disbelief.
To which Christian replied, "Dinner."
Overcome with emotion, I asked, "Why did you do this?"
"Because you’re my sweetie," Christian beamed.
Surprise, surprise, I started crying. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he got a little misty too (and he will probably kill me for writing this on my blog).
I am so thankful to have a partner like Christian. I say partner, and not husband, because the definition of partner (according to dictionary.com) is "one of a pair or a team." This year, Christian has truly taught me what it means to be part of a team. I am so blessed by his help, friendship, kindness, encouragement, leadership, service and love. I know I've written a lot about him on here, but I just can't help it! With that said, I'll leave you with a Pam and Jim love montage to one of my favorite songs, "Somebody Loved" by the Weepies.
