He is one of the most creatively romantic men I have ever known, or even heard of....he is truly one of a kind. In the course of our married lives he has surprised me with jewels and weekends away, with flowers, cards, poems and pedicures. He has organized time away from the kids for the two of us or me alone, shopped for beautiful occasion wear for me, contributed funds, no insisted on me going to all-girls nites and weekends, even bought me my dream house and car. He is a master at making me feel loved and appreciated, valued, not for my contributions to our family alone but for who I am as a person. He is a lover of my God, an amazing husband, a wonderful father, and a steady provider. He thanks me often for sharing his life, for making a life together with him.
He loves me.
All that said...yesterday he did something that seemed to me to be very romantic although I doubt he intended it as such.
As some of you know, he is not well physically and hasn't been for over a year. His health is improving but he is far from "back to normal". This has been an incredible strain on our life and on me. It falls to me to do almost all the chores around the house as well as errands, shopping, etc. (which I try to do without complaint but do not always succeed in)
Well we have about 30+ trees in our back yard and as you can imagine about a gazillion leaves and branches strewn around. We have let them go all winter but with spring approaching they must be dealt with. I have tried to budget for hiring someone to do the yard but to no avail (read that as "wedding") so this past weekend I mentioned that we would have to tackle the yard but that I didn't know if I could handle it all myself. I was feeling very overwhlemed....its a huge job.
Yesterday when I came home from work, (after snapping at him on the phone in a completely different matter) half the back yard was raked and bagged. He is off on Mondays and had spent part of the day working in the yard.
I know, this sounds like a trivial thing, but believe me....as weird as it may seem, I was filled with very good feelings toward my very wonderful husband who, inspite of his health and inspite of my ill-temper, went out of his way to do something to aleviate my overwhelmedness....
I love that man!