January 10, 2011

Husband’s Week: What I Love Most about My Husband

If you have a husband who is your best friend, who works hard for you, who has been with you through thick and thin, who loves you unconditionally even when you're at your worst, and whom you are PROUD to be married to, copy and paste this with the date you were married. 
September 14, 2010.

That post I read in Facebook inspires me to write this. I think it’s a good idea to have a Husband’s Week each month (and of course, it’s better to have a Wife’s Week as well). Sometimes we fail to appreciate our husband. We tend to look his weaknesses instead of all the good things he has done for us. We always want more and more from our husband without being able to accept him as he is. We demand more from him to do or give what we want, yet we never try to respect him as our beloved husband.

No body’s perfect, and so does my husband. He is not the most handsome guy in the world, and he is not the smartest man in this universe. He doesn’t always do romantic things to surprise me. In fact, I need to remind him to do something special for me because, as a woman, I want to be treated special. He doesn’t always make me laugh. He can hurt me too. Yet, above all, I am very proud to call him “my husband.”

I believe, my husband is the second person who knows me very well (of course, the first person is me). He was able to see me when I was invisible, when I didn’t even think that I am special. My husband is the first man in this whole wide world who appreciates me and sees the real me, and not to mention, who accepts me as who I am.

There are so many things I love about him. In fact, I love everything about him; the good and the bad. I love his sense of humor—even though I wish he doesn’t always make fun of me—because it can make me laugh and forget the bad things happened to me. I love his honesty and loyalty. If you think that having a long distance relationship for 3 years is difficult, you should read our love story. His honestly and loyalty make it work. I love his caring personality as he always pays attention to what I say (and sometimes laughs at it when he thinks it’s funny). I love his craziness and weirdness because they are the things that are able to make me think how great it is to be the second craziest person in the world (he is the first, of course).

Yet, what I love most about him is his sincere love that loves me unconditionally. He doesn’t demand me to change to be someone I am not. He doesn’t demand me to look like those skinny girls. He accepts my body even when I fail to accept it myself. He always thinks I am the prettiest and sweetest woman in the world even when I am at my worst. He never fails to appreciate what I have done for him and thinks that he is the luckiest man in the world for having me.

One thing he doesn’t realize: I am the lucky one. I am very lucky because I have him in my life, a kind of man who really treats me like a real princess, a man who does everything to make our relationship work the best, a man who believes in every possibility I have, and a man who makes me feel safe and secure. A man whom I am proud to call “my husband.”

He may not be the most handsome guy in the world. He may not be the smartest man in this universe. He doesn't always treat me romantically like I wish he would. And sometimes he can break my heart too and make me cry. But when I think of the love he's given me and the things he's done for me, I am blessed. I am proud to call him my husband.

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