John and I have a really special relationship that would probably make you want to gag if I told you all about it. He has a group of men that he meets with weekly for Bible Study, prayer, and accountability. One week they were talking about marriage. They were discussing how dependent on their spouse each one was... and the other three were pretty independent. They all mentioned that they really enjoy their alone time and that they're really okay with being apart from their spouse for a stretch of time. John was a little different. He described our relationship and it kind of surprised the others. The truth is we hate being apart. We got married because we loooove to be together. Any activity is better if John is with me. When I'm not with him I'm missing him and he feels the same. One night away from each other is like a tragedy for us. As a result, I only plan things with friends when he is working or has school work, and he rarely does things alone with his guy friends unless I'm already busy.
The last couple weeks have been a bit unusual. A couple of the guys from church wanted to go shooting on a Saturday and they invited John. He asked if I minded and I said, "nope - have fun!" (This was the time I cleaned the garage out while he was gone.) Then last weekend we were part of a wedding and staying at the same hotel as the groom and all the groomsmen. John and I are very close with all these guys. After the rehearsal I had some things to take care of, but told John he could hang out with the guys if he wanted to. He had a great time. The next night, after the wedding, I was so excited because I had finished all my responsibilities and could finally hang out with all these wonderful friends (who we no longer live near.) I went to our room to change and John went ahead of me up to the room where everyone was meeting. He called down to tell me that there were no other girls there and it might not be alright for me to come up. (I think they were hanging out in their boxers and talking about boy things.) I was a little bummed, but just told him to have fun and I'd see him later on. He had a blast. Later the next morning (much later, because we were up late) he sat down next to me and thanked me. I asked him what for and he said, "I may not always tell you, but I notice all the special things you do for me. I've noticed that you've had such a sweet attitude about me hanging out with the guys and staying up late the last few nights. It means a lot to me... thank you."
I was blown away! I had no idea that it would mean that much to him! I really hadn't even given it much thought because I didn't think it was that big of a deal and I really had no problem with it. I'm so glad he told me, because I will make sure to log this one away for the future!
Here he is with the guys...
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