Sunday, September 27, 2015

Reason 174, 289, 67, 134, 37, 68

Reason 174...

The way you make me laugh even when I'm mad at you. 

When we fight, as is cliche, my wife tends to get mad at me even when I'm the one who should be mad. That's just life with the fairer sex. I don't care if that's sexist, it's the truth. While my wife would like to stay mad, I don't usually dwell on arguments, as most of our arguments are over small things. We mesh well on the things that really matter. I love that my wife laughs at/with me. It makes things a whole lot easier.

Reason 289...

You don't care what others think of you. 

This is generally true. There was a time in my life when I did care what other thought of me. I don't mean professionally, but personally. I'd like to think I've grown up enough that the other stuff just doesn't matter. If someone wants to think I'm a weirdo because I'll chase my daughter through the mall or sing to my son while shopping, then so be it. I'm not doing it for them. I'm doing it for my family. Same goes with my opinions. I'm pretty open-minded in the sense that I like to learn and more importantly, understand. Once I've understood, I've formed an opinion. If others think I'm an ass, then in my eyes they don't understand. I love my wife for, at some level, understanding this about me. For knowing that my "not caring" isn't some macho bravado thing, but confidence in who I am and what I stand for.

Reason 67...

How I can be a weirdy and you don't make fun. 

I wish my wife would be a weirdy more often. She thinks that I'll make fun...but I won't. I'm the weirdest person she's ever met, I'm sure of it. Most anything she does isn't going to shock me or think she's a weirdo. She should feel comfortable at all times when she's with me and I hope she truly understands that. Love is a weirdy. That's for sure.

Reason 134...

You love me despite my flaws. 

Repeat. I love my wife for who she is, flaws and all. No matter what. I'm far from perfect. I owe her that.

Reason 37...

The way you warm my hands or feet when I am cold. 

My number one job, as I've said before, is to be a provider and protector to my family. I take both of these seriously. While warming my wife's hands or feet doesn't sound like much, it's the reason behind it that matters. I do those things because I want my wife to know that I'd give myself for her. I expect the same from her. Loving someone beyond yourself is the only way for a marriage or relationship to work. I'll warm  my wife's hands and feet for the rest of her life, until the warmth has gone out from my own.

Reason 68...

Your endless knowledge about everything. 

It's certainly not endless. But I will say, I find it necessary to know at least a little bit about most everything. Mechanics, engines, welding, geography, current affairs and most importantly how stuff works. I could watch that show non-stop. I think knowing at least a little about a lot broadens the scope in which you can carry on a conversation and more importantly understand other subjects. One can't understand an internal combustion engine and not know anything about spark. I love that my wife finds this sexy, as she's told me. It shows me that she appreciates the care I take in understanding. She's no slouch either. 

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