In all the mess, and the crappy feelings, and the hard. He has been here.
He doesn't know what to say, or do. He wishes he could fix it, because he's a man. But he can't, and he knows it. But he is still here.
Last year, he was less present. Last year was a rough year. Work took so much from him that he didn't have much left over. Lately however, he has been better, and he has been helping me. So much.
There are times in marriage, when you are desperately in love with your husband. When he consumes you and you just like him. When you are so grateful for him. For the fact that you are his. There are times when that love doesn't come easy. When it is a choice. It requires much effort. There are times when you are mostly ships passing in the night. Each going their own way, with not much to bind you together.
Last year, we were ships a lot of the time. Sometimes we were warships. This past year taught me much about choice. About consciously choosing to love, and respect and take care of my husband, regardless of whether or not I wanted to.
But right now? I am so grateful for my marriage and my husband. I am grateful for the good times and the bad times that we have weathered. And I am grateful for him. For so many bits of him, that are really quite lovely. I am grateful that he loves me. I am glad that I am his and he is mine.
Linking up with Jess today :)