Tonight BS and I made our home beautiful again. It hadn't been cleaned for more than a month, not vacuumed, everything was a mess. I felt all kinds of stress but BS just pitched in with me and we got it all back to order. We put our Christmas tree out on the back deck like always, and the lights wouldn't go on. So BS worked on them and made a store run and we have glowing Christmas on our back deck.
I just want to say that real love is not about intensity. It is more about kindness and paying attention. I like very much that Steve notices me. He doesn't notice my crazy old lady look - my curlers and baggy pjs ... my age spots or gray roots. He notices my smile. He notices my sadness. He pays attention to me.
Guilt doesn't live in our home. Obligation hasn't got a space to hang its hat. Life has enough burdens - we don't need them in our homes. I just want to say to anyone that hears me that my pastor husband has lived his faith with me. He is the same at home and at church. (Ask the kids. They laugh about it.)
So - thanks Steve, for helping me feel good about my home again tonight. You built it for me and now you clean it for me. This is why I don't mind him sitting in front of his computer with ear phones on watching the Red Wings play hockey. He makes me smile.
7 comments:
:-) Your post brought a smile to my heart.
Leslie
Your Steve IS a great guy. Give him a big hug from me.
i just read a chapter about jewish family traditions, and this would have fit right in. and it feels like home to read it. curtis and i were both commenting tonight - and he brought it up first! - that we are dying to come, and would get in the car tonight if we could...
Well I guess that answers my fb question from the other day doesn't it? Coffee and cleaning. Wow, you're very fortunate Marilyn!
You've been spammed babe. And I'm laughing really hard about it!
Oh, to know that kind of love. May you two enjoy many, many days like these.
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