This is the current state of the union when it comes to our fireplace. I’m campaigning for painting it white and somehow dealing with the ugly brass firebox. Handy Hubby (worn out by my projects, I’m sure) likes it as is. It’s one of those round and round discussions at our house. Kinda like how big of an issue it is that I heard a creature in the attic. I’m sure it’s a rodent of unusual size (name that movie). Hubby is convinced it does not exist, I’m hearing things. Nice try, I don’t buy it baby.
All this to say, our home, like all issues in marriage is a matter of compromise and negotiation and hopefully a little grace for everyone involved. That’s why this reclaimed banister (white on right of fireplace) made my heart skip a little today. Joey brought it home and said, “I’m not sure what we’ll do with it, but I knew you’d like it.” It sat in the garage for a week or so because things were super hectic around here. Today it caught my eye, I brought it upstairs, dusted it off, and over coffee it hit me: He gets me. Thirteen years, two babies, four degrees, and a ton of up and downs: He gets me. He knows full well how difficult and flawed I am and he still loves and surprises me. He gets me, that’s a narrative I need to remember.
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Yes, He does get you & loves you dearly. He’s great with the kids & you. So, appreciate him & love him & store these things away in your heart to pull out when you have a slight lapse in memory (like when he does something or doesn’t do something) & you need to remember just how great a guy he is & that he’s your guy.
And about the rodent of unusual size, The Princess Bride has many good quotes that apply to our lives…as you wish.
I too am very fortunate to have a guy for 41 years who gets me (most of the time) & makes life interesting the rest of the time.