This man, I need him. One thing that I fight more than any thing else is this need to be independent when I am one with my husband. My dad has always said, “I raised you to think for yourself, to be independent and strong!” And it is true to a fault. This man of mine needs me to need him and I constantly fail at showing this to him. Because the fact of the matter is, “I DO NEED HIM!”
Yesterday was Jim’s 50th birthday. He didn’t want a big party, he wanted to take a road trip but delayed it due to the roads being so busy over labor day weekend. I got to spend the day with him, by myself. We went to a movie and then on to dinner. After dinner, he rolls the car up to a mattress store. In my head I’m thinking, “what the heck? We have a great bed, we DON’T need any more furniture, what is he doing here?” Keeping my mouth shut and going with it, we walk in and I look at him….he had been thinking, Brayden is almost 14 years old, growing like crazy, he’s always sore from playing this sport and that sport, we have him on this hand me down kid mattress about a couple inches thick and his toes hang off of the edge, we needed to take care of this for him. I WAS SHOCKED!
On his birthday, he wants to spend money for his son in such a needed practical way. We have never even remotely discussed this matter not even one time. This showed me, by this act of kindness, he is paying attention where I did not even know he was, Jim has always been giving in a very practical way that my brain never even goes, and how unselfish, it’s his birthday after all.
This is the man that I need. He thinks where my brain doesn’t even go.