Matt and I are finishing our vacation away without kids, so I thought this post from a year ago, describing a weekend away with all the kids and extended family, would be fun to remember. I originally wrote this post for ‘Five Minute Friday,’ but I have since changed the last line.
We lay in bed, two separate twin beds, three children crammed in sleeping bags between our beds, at the foot, beside us. And I looked over in that dark room at you, a tall man in that small bed, and you said, “You can come over here.”
And I excitedly climbed over kids to cuddle next to you, if only for a minute before we drifted to sleep. In wonder I lay as you wrapped your strong hands around me, wonder that you who had driven until three in the morning, tired and uncomfortable, loved me so much that you would exchange a good night’s sleep for a sleep holding your wife.
It was then that I knew how much you truly loved me, wrapped in pretzel of arms and legs, as you ignored the ridiculousness of our sleeping arrangement to embrace the comfort of each other.
What (good thing) has your spouse done that caused you to wonder?