I Love My Husband

I could write a dissertation on the different reasons I love Shane-and the most important reasons would have nothing to do with what he does for me, but I couldn't help but be struck by all the ways he shows his love for me-even in the small ways that end up being not so small. In life it's really the little things, the little moments, the priceless subtle thoughtful gestures that make us feel most loved.  It's during my day when God interrupts me with some little quiet specific gesture and reminder of his intimate knowledge and love of me that I am most awestruck and humbled. 

I was reminded and struck by this while perusing through the photos saved to my computer. I came across this one and the short story surrounding it follows: 

Sometimes living the Gfree life, I have cravings, cravings I never had before I went off gluten. Like, all of a sudden I really want a donut, Twizzlers, or a Poptart! These things really didn't tempt me when I could indulge in them, but after year upon year without them something snaps ! 

I often try to live vicariously through Shane and have him eat something I wish I could-in a weird way it really does satisfy me in some small way. Well last year I had purchased a box of Smore PopTarts-random I know, but if you ask my sister Nicole, you will know that these are the best poptarts of all (Okay other than Cherry, which apparently is not really a favored flavor..what the heck?!) 

Well one night after exclaiming that I really just wanted to eat a PopTart!, the next thing I knew Shane had handed me a plate with a homemade gluten free PopTart (pictured above) He quickly (without me even noticing) toasted a piece of gluten free bread, covered it in raspberry jam, topped it with vanilla icing and sprinkles, and Wallah! It wasn't just the thought that counted-it really tasted good!!!  

I love my husband.

-M.W.