Five years ago if you had asked me where I would be in five years, I would have told you that I was probably going to work for a small or medium size business firm while writing out my business plan. Possibly dating or in a serious relationship. Never would I have thought that I would be six months married and be so happy to love and care for another individual so unconditionally. Clearly I mean Ollie, just kidding, even though the pup is pretty freaking adorable. Why have I suddenly thought of this question?
With the new year coming to an end, I have been blessed to have spent a lot of time with my husband for the past few days ( with his current work schedule that is a true blessing). Spending this quality time with him and our friends has made me feel like we are truly newly weds and "dating" per say. It makes me realize even more than I usually do how much he cares about me and makes me feel special in so many little ways.
When it comes to life for me, it's always the little things. Nothing has to be over the top or extravagant, just plain and simple. It's the little kisses, the light tickles, and even the face licks.(It's why Hubby says I am a cheap date). It's the small ways he also makes me feel special. Such as every now and then, he makes me choose what we are going to share when we eat and refuses to put in any input and he will eat it whether he doesn't like veggies on his pizza or not. Or when I am not looking in the grocery store he will get me a small bouquet of flowers because he knows how those make me smile. Even when he forces me to sit down and watch my Real Housewives of Whatever town is currently making me laugh while he does the dishes or laundry. ( Yes I have admitted my trashy television to you, but everyone needs a trashy show or mindless television, so you have no room to judge.)
It's these things I have reflected on that makes me so grateful and blessed for my husband, family, friends, and the new blessing God has given us on this journey. What are the things you are grateful for?
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