He Lights Up My Life

I married a good man. An amazing, hilarious, messed-up, broken man.

He is the best Valentine ever.

Always.

This year was no exception.

There is a bit of back story leading up to the gift he gave me this year.

Isn’t there always a story?

This has been a hard week. Our weeks are usually fairly intense and full, but there was an extra level of emotional strain built into it for both of us, and we were in more of a survival mode than usual.

Thankfully, there had been a plan on the calendar for weeks to celebrate our friend, Brooke, at her birthday party. We went last year and sang a P!nk duet.

This year Steve wanted to sing Kid Rock.

I’m no Sheryl Crowe (or P!nk for that matter!) but agreed to give it a go, and learned the song Thursday night.

The kids had a Friday night sleepover at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. We went out to eat at Chili’s, partied with the Chaos, and then walked home for the after party.

Valentine’s Day we woke to a quiet, albeit messy, house with time and space to savor our coffee.

At one point I disappeared into the bathroom while he was supposed to be refilling my coffee mug. There was much banging around and rattling and even some straining. I wondered what was going on out there, on the other side of the door.

Is he trying to plug in a device? What is all of that noise? Why isn’t he getting the coffee?

I came out to find this . . .

Valentine's lamp

The coffee was still low, but there was a beautiful lamp plugged in on my nightstand and a Valentine’s rose.

It was such a thoughtful, sweet, unexpected gift.

And that is my luvvvah. Thoughtful. Sweet. Unexpected.

And gracious.

My Valentine’s Day thoughtfulness was lacking this year, but he lovingly accepted our karaoke duet as a gift, being as it was so far out of my comfort zone.

I love my husband for so many reasons.

May I remind you, Dear Reader, that we are not perfect? We do not have a perfect high school sweethearts love story? Being together for twenty-eight plus years, twenty-three of them married does not equal easy street. We have had to, and continue to have to, sort out piles of messiness in our lives, both individually and together.

It had been work. It continues to be work.

But sometimes in the midst of the work, you get a lightbulb moment and are reminded of all that is right and get to bask in the glow of a life well-loved.

I love you, Steve. So. Much. Thank you for the thoughtful gift.

Happy Valentine’s Day! YOU are a gift.

lamp

4 thoughts on “He Lights Up My Life

  1. Kanchana

    Lovely piece. We all need reminders that love nor life is perfect. It is important to take time to be thankful especially for the small moments…..

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    1. Julie Post author

      Thank you! And yes, we do. I need to remind myself to savor the moments. I love seeing you here, Friend. Hope we can catch up in real life one day!

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Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.