I love the crinkles around my husband’s eyes when he smiles. They’re my favorite color, blue.
And truth be told, I try to be funny just to make him laugh. I love the sound and the way he ends a good belly laugh with a “tee hee hee.”
I told him that last night as we lay in bed, trying to fall asleep in the sticky heat.
“I love to know that you treasure me, too,” he said.
We said our good nights, I love you’s and I lay in bed thinking about the conversation.
I am so grateful for my husband. For his love, passion, talents and yes, his amazing good looks.
But do I make a point to tell him often enough? Do I make a point to give him my undivided attention often enough? Do I let him know that I cherish him often enough? No.
I’m often selfish in this. I want him to treasure me, to tell me how awesome I am. I want him to go out of his way to do the things I like, to make me feel loved.
Sometimes It often it gets a little one sided.
That’s why I’m thankful for reminders like the one I had last night. My husband needs to be cherished as much as I do. And the funny thing? The more I cherish him, the more he cherishes me.
I need to use my words, to tell him how grateful for him I am. I need to let him know those things that I love about him. And act in ways that back that up.
What do you love about your spouse? What makes them so endearing?