Today, my husband and I celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary. Yesterday, we bought a lawn mower, which in turn, became our anniversary gift because of the expense of it. I've come to realize, though, that it's not the gifts, it's not the cards, but it's the state of the marriage that really marks special occasions.
On our way out to eat dinner, my husband said, "You look so pretty" even saying he liked my hair the way I'd done it. He normally always compliments me in one way or another, but for some reason, I felt his compliment. I felt pretty and sexy, and his compliment just made me feel both even more so.
We had a fantastic waitress who surprised us with a small slice of the BEST cheesecake (made in-house at the restaurant every day). My husband and I prayed before we ate, as we do at every meal together. It was his turn to say the prayer, and before he did, he grabbed my hand, as usual, but this time, he kissed it before bowing his head. After we both said, "Amen", he took my hand again to his lips and kissed it once more.
While we were waiting on the check, he grabbed my hand to hold it while we talked.
When we got home and I was walking past him in our bathroom to go into our closet to change clothes, he said again, "You are so pretty." For some reason, it hit me again in a very special way. Maybe it was the way he'd said it. Maybe it was because all day long, he hadn't complimented me as much as he normally does (which is something I'm not usually comfortable with in the first place), or maybe it was because it merely enhanced the way I was feeling about myself tonight.
I'm not sure it really matters why. What does matter is that I felt this way. I had a great, if uneventful, anniversary. And sometimes, it's really the little things about celebrating milestones that matter the most.
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