Oh, Husband!

May 14, 2009

A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I went hiking in Congaree National Park, a protected swamp near Columbia, SC.

Last weekend, we took some kayaks back to Congaree and paddled the river that runs through the park. The scenery was more beautiful along the river than on the park trails, but because my digital camera would never have survived all the water I splashed into the boat, I don't have any pictures of our kayaking trip.

As I watched my husband paddling ahead of me, ducking under trees that had fallen across the river and skirting logs barely submerged in the coffee-colored water, I realized I probably wouldn't do this sort of thing without him. In fact, I know I wouldn't. If there's anything I can't stand, it's creepy-crawly creatures, and Congaree is full of them. Cottonmouths and Water Moccasins glided through the water between banks, and spiders waited in webs spun out over the river. I nearly threw myself in the muddy water desperately trying to kill an enormous spider that had landed on the back of my kayak and was crawling toward me. No way could I have handled being on that river alone!

However, I would have missed out on all that beautiful scenery had I stayed home. That thought made me realize just how much marriage has enriched my life. My husband often gives me the confidence to do things I would normally shy away from. And while he's far from indulging my little phobias, he graciously killed the spider on the back of my kayak. :-)

I sometimes like to imagine that I could handle anything on my own if required. However, I certainly wouldn't have a child, or consider jumping out of an airplane, or paddle murky rivers full of dangerous animals by myself.

Yesterday, while driving to the bookstore, my husband took my hand and kissed it. He's usually doing such things. But at that moment, the gesture seemed extra-special. I felt a reverence emanating from him--reverence for being the mother of his child, for cooking and cleaning and loving him the way I do. I was totally swept away.

He's not perfect, of course. He throws his dirty clothes all over the bedroom floor. He leaves a mass of crumbs on the kitchen counter when he makes toast or anything else involving bread. I have to remind him a half dozen times to pay certain bills every month. Yet, I don't care (at least, not that much). What he gives me in return is far more valuable to me than a clean house. His love is the essence of my happiness. Without him, my life would have no light. After nearly two years of marriage, we are more in love today than we were on our wedding day.

Do other women see their husbands in this way? Sometimes, I wonder.


TC said...

Thank your for reminding me to appreciate my husband! He is a very dear man, sweet, kind and treats me with great love and consideration. I have loved him for almost 10 years, and we've been married for almost four of those years. I do sigh with exasperation sometimes, having married a large child. :) He collects comic books and GI Joe, Transformer and Star Wars toys and he plays video games. He, like your hubby, doesn't seem capable of wiping a countertop...ever. But, those things don't make me love him any less. He makes me laugh pretty much every day. He supports me in every way he can, and it was his encouragement that got me through my last degree at school with almost all A's. He's loved and wanted me at 180 lbs and 260 lbs. He thinks I am beautiful whether I have just woken up with pillow creases in my face and rat's nest hair or I am all dolled up for a night out with my hair and make-up did. Gotta love a man like that. And I do. :)

I think I'm going to give him a big hug and a kiss!!


Sanctum's Muse said...

You are a beautiful lady, TC, and you are lucky to have a man who loves you so much!

mawinz said...

I think a supportive husband is more important than anything else- mine cooks and cleans for me when I'm busy studying. When I get up in the morning he gets me my first cup of coffee! When you find true love looks don't matter- it all goes so much deeper!

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