Today I want to express my love and thanks to my dear husband, Greg. He is one of the most caring, sincere, loving and sentimental men I know, and I am the one who was lucky enough to snag him as my own.
Now please don't be lead to believe that we are one of those totally sappy 24-7 couples because we are not. We do have some moments when we would probably like to strangle each other, but it is only because we love each other so much and only want the best for one another.
I could go on and on about my husband and all of his great qualities, but today I want to focus on how thankful I am that he is such an openly sentimental and caring man.
I am always amazed and often saddened by the stories I hear from other women who have husbands and boyfriends who fail to show a sentimental and caring side. It saddens me to hear friends or acquaintances talk about having a husband or boyfriend who is afraid or unwilling to show emotions such as crying because they feel it is not manly to do so. It totally befuddles me when I hear women talk about how their husband or boyfriend fails to remember or give them a gift on special occasions such as an anniversary or birthday.
My husband always remembers to treat me special and to remember special dates and occasions. Even occasions as minor as the anniversary of our first date. He always goes out of his way to remember the special days of others too. He is better at that than I am sometimes. Greg is always one of the first ones on the phone to wish a family member or a friend a happy birthday or happy anniversary. It has always been import to him to also make sure that everyone is treated fairly and included when planning a get-together or event.
He also shows so much love and sentiment when it comes to holding on to possessions that have special meaning, be it because they were given to him as gifts or were a special part of his families past.
Yesterday afternoon my heart swelled with love for my husband as he once again let his caring and sentimental side show as we were laying my grandfather to rest.
My grandfather was a WWII veteran, so the VFW Honor Guard was in attendance at my grandfather's funeral to honor him with the flag ceremony, Taps, and the 21 gun salute.
Without asking me, after the services ended my husband quietly stepped over to one of the VFW Honor Guard members and ask if he could have some of the shell casings from the gun salute. Without even having to ask, he knew it would be something I would want as a small memento to remember my grandfather's burial. He was also caring enough to go around to my mom, sister and my grandmother to ask if they also wanted that small memento.
My grandfather's burial was a difficult and sore subject for my immediate family and me. Because of unnecessary family tensions my immediate family was left out of any of the planning process. At times I felt like I was attending the services of a stranger. My husband knows my hurt and that of my mom, dad and sister. I know he knew in his heart that that small gesture of giving me the shell casing would mean the World to me, and it did! He also joined me in selecting two roses out of one of the bouquets to take home to dry as a remembrance of my grandfather.
Last year when his grandfather, also a veteran, passed away we kept a shell casing and two roses to honor and remember him by too.
It means so very much to me that small gestures like those my husband showed today are shared with me and with the people my husband loves on a daily basis. I love that I am lucky enough to be married to a man that is not afraid to outwardly and openly express his emotions and show his caring and compassionate side.
When I hear stories from other women of their men who are afraid to show their emotions or who don't feel like it is important to honor and remember special occasions I feel like I am truly the luckiest woman in the World to have been blessed with such a wonderful husband.
2 comments:
Wow, wow, wow. I literally have tears in my eyes. What a wonderful, sweet post. He does sound like a wonderful man. It makes me sad to read and hear those things (negative) too. So thoughtful of him to do that for you at the funeral, too.
What a beautiful act your husband did.
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