It’s the Little Things

Posted by Sarahbear on December 3, 2010

Yesterday I woke up to a lovely little surprise…

Can you read what it says?

It says “Perfect… just the way you are. I love you, baby.” If you can’t tell, that’s my bathroom scale. Chad knows I weigh myself each morning, first thing (and naked) to keep track of how I’m doing. Even though he supports my efforts to lose weight, he’s happy with me the way I am. Honestly, I am too. I don’t think I would be successful if I wasn’t. When you beat yourself up about the way you are, whether it’s your weight or any other qualities you have, you can set yourself up for failure.

I’m fortunate to have such a wonderful and thoughtful husband. I appreciate all the little things he does. All the flowers, the cards, the surprise voicemails,  and little notes. All the times he runs me a bath, massages me or rubs my hair as we go to sleep, fixes me breakfast in bed and even when he just makes sure to swap out the wet clothes to the dryer before he leaves for work. He does everything he can to try to make my life better, easier and happier.

That? Is what marriage is suppose to be like. Not necessarily the things Chad and I do, but (to quote Chad) making the effort to let your partner know ‘Hey, I love the fuck out of you!’ Because if you do, you’re going to want to do those things for each other. It’s not always going to be easy. In fact, sometimes it’s really, really hard. But if you consistently work at it, you won’t find yourself simply falling out of love. Instead, you’ll be falling in love all over again.

Doncha wish your husband was awesome like mine?

Kidding, kidding. I’m sure most of you have amazing husbands (or wives, or partners…) too.