I usually leave my husband out of my blog because .... well, frankly, he asked me to. But today? Today, I'm getting mushy.
Last night there was a crisis. I can't tell you what it was about (because of other people involved) but I can tell you (if you are concerned) my family is fine. So anyway, there was a crisis involving events and people (try to crack THAT code!). His phone blew up at 2 am. He sprang out of bed and hopped into the driver's seat of this ride we call life. I listened to him on the phone and all I heard out of his mouth were words of integrity. He possesses such an ability to take control of a situation, such an eloquence to influence people and such confidence to pull it all together. Obviously, I've known this about him, but for me sitting up at two in the morning while the rest of the house is sound asleep, it was one of those moments where I sat back, looked at my spouse and thought, "wow, I'm lucky to have you."
I stayed awake with him as long as I could (you know, for moral support) before sleep came back over me and he stayed up, serving others. When his alarm rang to get up for work, his fanatical commitment to his job yanked him out of bed and sent him on his way. This man is strong. This man is committed. This man is amazing. A lot of people rely on him in many different capacities -sometimes, it seems like he does bear the weight of the world, but he does it so well.
As for me, I have it easy. If I have a sleepless night, I can take a nap during the day. If I feel like I have too much on my shoulders, I can hire a babysitter and catch up. If I want to do something nice for my hubs, all I have to do is be there. That's all he asks from me. He just wants me around. Isn't that simple? Because if he asks me what I want from him I get all girly and make a number of requests. But all he wants from me is me. This great man wants me. It's a sweet life.