Wednesday, October 2, 2013

It's The Little Things

I don't like to be mushy. I'm not a fan of  romantic comedies because of the mush factor (and predictable plots) and I'm not over the top when it comes to PDAs. But I know I've got a good thing going and I feel the need to brag.

To put it simply-Ryan is awesome. He's an awesome husband, best friend, daddy and in general a great person. He has to be or I wouldn't have spent the last 17 years with him! I love him more now than I did then and it all has to do with the little things he does that make me smile.

I posted on my Facebook status today asking if anyone would bring me a caramel frap from Starbucks. I really didn't expect anyone to take me seriously, and the last I'd heard from Ryan he wasn't even working in town. I LOVED it when 20 minutes later I got a text message telling me to come outside and get my frap before it melted. Instantly the goofiest grin ever spread across my face and I ran downstairs. I didn't run to get my drink, I ran because I knew he brought it to me just to make me smile. He always does stuff like that and he always has. These are the things that make our relationship so great. It's the small, insignificant to some, details that mean the most.

He brings me flowers for no reason other than he wants to. The flowers he gave me for our last anniversary wasn't just a bouquet he picked up at the store on his way home. He had it made just for me with my favorites-multicolored daisies and red and white roses in a purple vase.  He knows that if I'm sick nothing makes me feel better than a tub of Ben and Jerry's and a trash magazine. This poor man has went with me 6 times to see Billy Currington in concert because he knows how much I love the guy,(but honestly I think he goes  to make sure I don't make an ass of myself and try to jump on stage ;) ) . He would never take the last cold Diet Coke out of the fridge, and he has never had a problem buying tampons. He never tells me to shut up when I sing and he has been known to go out of his way to stop by my job to give me a much needed hug when I'm having a craptastic day.


No amount of money, no car, no house, NOTHING, is worth more than that.

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