He keeps working for me.
"We got married, and it seemed like he just stopped trying."
How many times have you heard women say this about their husbands, or husbands say it about their wives? How many times have you said it? I'm the first to admit that it's easy to fall into the trap of becoming so comfortable in your relationship that you stop doing the things that got you there in the first place, but that's a dangerous trap to fall into.
Life is busy. I've said it numerous times and I'll say it a thousand more, but what is it about your busy life that you value? Is it the things? or is it the relationships? We all have to work, we have to earn a living and pay our bills and adult, even when it's oh-so-hard to adult. Part of adulting though, is recognizing what's important, what can wait a minute (or a day), and what needs to be let go.
My husband and I put in long work hours all week, but one thing we've chosen to do is take one day and make it only for us. Saturday or Sunday is our day. Could he make an extra couple hundred with that young athlete that wants to meet on the day we've chosen? Yes.
Does he? No.
Why? Because he's chosen to protect our day. If I want to write, he'll let me do that most of the time - as long as I'm next to him while I'm doing it, and as long as there's nothing else he wants to do, place he wants to take me, etc. But he protects our day.
I've mentioned it in a previous post, but he still thanks me for dinner, thanks me for doing the laundry (he actually gets really excited about that because I hate doing laundry!). He holds my hand, holds me close, tells me he appreciates me, takes me on dates, leaves me little notes, texts just to say he loves me at random times during the day. He still works for me. He didn't stop just because I said I do. He doesn't take our relationship for granted. He shows and tells me how much I mean to him everyday.
I take my ring off when I workout, and if he's the one to put back on my finger, he'll take my hand and say, "will you marry me?" before he slips it on my finger. I always say yes, because it's true. I would marry him again and again.
I love my husband because he keeps working for me, keeps our relationship a priority, keeps me falling in love with him again and again. I know how blessed I am to have a man who does this for me, for us, and I work to show him too. I work on myself because he makes me want to be the best I can be, to offer my best to him always.
*for those of you following along, this is number 22 :)