We all have vulnerable moments. So, not too long ago I was having a particularly insecure moment. Okay, I was actually having an insecure week. Hormones were likely playing a role, but hey, it happens. I was on and on about my hair, what size jeans I’m currently in, and pretty much everything else. I did what any woman would do, I turned to my husband and started asking him those “no win” questions that men just can’t get enough of. I really do know better.
I didn’t say, “Does this make me look fat?” Every good wife knows we shouldn’t do that. Instead I asked, “Wouldn’t you like me better if I was skinnier?”(as if that was a better tactic).
I figured he was thinking, “How the heck do I get out of this one?” Instead of making some off the cuff remark, he reached over and put his arm around me but didn’t say a word. That was nice. However, it’s needless to say that since he was quiet I kept talking. “Seriously, Babe, wouldn’t you like it better if I looked more like a Barbie Doll?”
He looked me right in the eye and said, “You look like my wife. You look like the mother of my children. That’s who I want you to look like, and that’s who I love.”
Awwwww. How perfect was that? This husband of mine should write greeting cards. He knows just what to say to make me feel better and just when to put an arm around me or give me a hug. And, speaking of cards, he’s the best card picker outer ever. Whatever the occasion, he finds the perfect card that says just the right thing to make me feel loved, and needed, and like I’m the most special woman in the world. I can hardly remember opening a single card from him that hasn’t ended up with tears on it.
I don’t know how he does it, but darn, he’s good!