Number 1 Cheerleader
With eyes wide open, I entered into marriage for the second time. I decided that I was going to trust but only to a certain extent. I was going to love but not completely so that it would cause me to experience hurt. I was going to give my heart but keep a certain part behind a wall, for just in case.
But unexpectedly, that all went out the window. I became J's number one cheerleader. Being the number one cheerleader looks like this...
"Babe, I can't believe you opened the bottle of ketchup! You're amazing!"
"You are so wise! I'm amazed at the wisdom you possess. You put words into perspective in a way that I actually get."
"I love that you never fail to let me know just how much I mean to you. You're my Mr. Wonderful."
Recently, J told me that I see him as perfect. He's right - I do. What I mean is that I know he has flaws. He makes plenty of mistakes but what I see is where he is "perfect" for me. It is so easy to tell him thank you for making dinner after he's worked a ten hour shift at work. It's so easy to take for granted that he wants to drive to the coast just because he knows that I need to continue to heal and to relax. It's becoming easier and easier to look past the socks thrown on the floor and shoes left to trip over and see him as "perfect".
Another bonus that comes from being his number one cheerleader is that he walks taller...he's content...he's certain that he is everything that I want in a man and more.
What I have learned is that our men need to know that they matter to us. They need to know that they have captured our hearts like no other man can. They need to hear it, to know it, to feel it, to live it.
The more I tell J that he is wise; he is sexy; and he is mine; the more I know he believes it.
What is it that you love about your man? (Or woman?)
But unexpectedly, that all went out the window. I became J's number one cheerleader. Being the number one cheerleader looks like this...
"Babe, I can't believe you opened the bottle of ketchup! You're amazing!"
"You are so wise! I'm amazed at the wisdom you possess. You put words into perspective in a way that I actually get."
"I love that you never fail to let me know just how much I mean to you. You're my Mr. Wonderful."
Recently, J told me that I see him as perfect. He's right - I do. What I mean is that I know he has flaws. He makes plenty of mistakes but what I see is where he is "perfect" for me. It is so easy to tell him thank you for making dinner after he's worked a ten hour shift at work. It's so easy to take for granted that he wants to drive to the coast just because he knows that I need to continue to heal and to relax. It's becoming easier and easier to look past the socks thrown on the floor and shoes left to trip over and see him as "perfect".
Another bonus that comes from being his number one cheerleader is that he walks taller...he's content...he's certain that he is everything that I want in a man and more.
What I have learned is that our men need to know that they matter to us. They need to know that they have captured our hearts like no other man can. They need to hear it, to know it, to feel it, to live it.
The more I tell J that he is wise; he is sexy; and he is mine; the more I know he believes it.
What is it that you love about your man? (Or woman?)
Comments
I love my hubby's integrity, his deep faith, his talents!
Have a great evening!
Blessings,
Jill
P.S. Thanks for stopping by and following my mom's blog. She's so excited about this new journey. :-)
Not sure if you subscribed to her comments or not but she did reply back to you on her blog. She's still getting the hang of navigating other ones :-)
After some serious marital challenges I can only say that I feel it is important just to be a good friend to your spouse and be a good friend to yourself too.
Hugs to Stacy (above comment)
He might be slow and obtuse, but he gets there eventually. AND has a giant conscience.
I love that fact that I know Farm Boy would move heave and earth x10 for me. I love how his eyes light up when I walk into a room. 'Nuff said...believe me...I could go on!
God bless ya and have yourself a glorious week dear friend!!! :o)
I love how we laugh together. He at me. Me at him. Both of us together. It keeps us sane.
My husband still give me butterflies when he walks in a room. After nearly 23 years, I think that's pretty darn great.
xo jj
So happy to see you happy!
Where do I even begin? I love how hubby and I laugh together. I love that he's hands-on with the kids. I love what an absolute mensch he is. :)
You will love him even more as he loves and supports you through the death of your brother-in-law because you will see and know even more of him as your family adjusts to this recent situation.
I'll think I'll keep my husband, too. :)