Tonight I’m thankful for my husband. I’m thankful that he never complains about stepping in before, during, and after my surgery. Everything that has to be done around the house is being done by him. He hasn’t complained once.
I’m thankful that he loves me even though parts of myself are gone. I’m thankful that he doesn’t view me as less of a woman. I’m thankful that he’s kept on calling me beautiful even though I’m feeling low about myself. I’m thankful that he reminds me how much he loves me and still desires me. I need these reminders a lot right now. So it’s nice to hear these things.
I’m thankful that he’s working from home. I’m glad he has a boss that understands his current home situation. I’m thankful that he has been here even when I couldn’t stretch to get the toilet paper from under the cabinet. He’s been helpful walking along beside me as I walk from the bed to the restroom. I’m thankful that he doesn’t mind walking super slow.
Tonight I’m thankful for my husband and how he wakes up in the middle of the night to check on me. I haven’t been sleeping well since the surgery so I’m hardly resting at night. He’s been amazing at making sure my needs are met before he goes to bed. I’m thankful for his caring heart.
How did I get so lucky to be with a guy like this?! I don’t know but I’ll be thankful for him until I do figure it out. When/if I do figure it out, I’m pretty sure I will still be thankful for him.
