I remember February 2007 Hubby and I were sitting in the living room with our sweet little girl, she was 15 months old at the time, he said to me "Lets get married", completely shocked at his question I said "sure when". Now we had been engaged for many years - we just realized that one day we'd wake up and pick a date. He looked at me seriously, knowing I wanted a fall wedding and said "April 28th". I just looked at him and knew the wheels were turning in his mind. On April 26th 1998 we started dating, it was also Grandpa C.'s birthday and Grandpa had passed away December 20, 2004.
I agreed and we started making plans. This year we celebrated our first wedding anniversary, there were no presents, celebrations or anything - its not us. We just spent the evening with our daughter thankful that we had an amazing first year of marriage, a beautiful little girl and a baby boy on the way.
I think back to that warm August morning in 1999 and I remember calling him and telling him my mom was gone, I stood there and couldn't tell him where I was, my grandma grabbed the phone rattled off the location and not even an hour later he was by my side and never left it.
He's not a super romantic guy, he doesn't need a special day to tell me he loves me, nothing special to show me he loves me. I feel that in our relationship its the little things that mean the most, when I crawl out of the shower and there is a spider he'll run in and squish it for me then walk out laughing at me. When he takes his day off work and spends it doing dishes and laundry - that's what means the most to me.
One year for Valentines Day he ask me what I wanted, I said hub caps. I had gotten a flat tire several weeks before and lost a hub cap - so after work one day there he was standing beside my car proud of the hub caps he just placed on the car. I love flowers just as much as the next lady but face it on V-day they jack the price up 40% and make a killing off them. I'd rather he not spend money on flowers that are over priced and will die in 7 - 10 days anyhow.
He'll buy me flowers at random times throughout the year, like this year for my birthday he had a dozen beautiful roses sent to me at work. Nothing super special just a variety of colors and sizes and they meant so much.
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