Love of a Good Man

Today I am grateful for my husband.

As husbands go he's pretty amazing and as father's go, well he's just the best. But, as people go - well, my husband surpasses all expectations.

There is a goodness inside my husband that radiates from within. Anyone who meets him will see that he has tapped into a sensitivity most men never get the opportunity to experience. He has learned the key to being a good man lays in the ability to be vulnerable. 

Women have long-excelled at the gift of being open or wearing their hearts on their sleeves. Men, taught from a young age to keep their feelings at bay, don't often emote. Yet, my husband has learned to express his emotions, his feelings, his inner desires, his life's regrets and make changes to become the best man he can be. The best husband he can be. The best father he can be. The best person he can be. 

I find myself in total admiration of his 180 sometimes. From a self-serving young man, full of age-appropriate selfish desires to becoming a person who tries to understand. To listen. To give fully of himself and accept my imperfections. I am grateful for the opportunity to be his wife and the challenge we have of becoming an even better couple, together.

“If you are cold at night, let the promise of my love cover you like a warm blanket” - Matthew White

Today I am grateful for heat.

A simple treasure, but on days like this frigid Friday with below zero temperatures, I feel like opening my door and warming up the world. While driving home earlier today, I passed by a person on the street collecting money. There are always collectors at this particular corner. Sometimes, I open the window. Sometimes, I stare straight ahead - the guilt filling me up inside on a busy morning.

Sometimes, like today, I just wish I could go buy a warm coat or offer up a cup of hot chocolate. I actually nearly drove to Starbucks and bought some warm drink back to this man, but then got sidetracked with pickup and never made it there.

I know we're freezing out there in Chicago and all across America. But, thankfully we have warm beds, and warm families to come home to at the end of the day.

Let's not forget that gift.