How Do I Love Thee? Let me count 12 ways...

It's the 12 Days of Valentine. And I'm going to lavish my love in gifts of words.

In case you haven't gathered, I'm totally nuts about my hubby. He doesn't do much wrong in my eyes & speaking of my eyes, he's totally easy on them.

Mmhm.

So today, the 12th way that I love Jeff (kinda like a top ten, but there's 12 & they're all about how wonderful Jeff is):

Number 12 means never having to say you're sorry.

What's that mean exactly?

Well, it means, as wrong as it would be, I'd probably never have to say I'm sorry. It means that's how forgiving this guy is.

Last night, we were at a staff party, and our game was to write on an index card, a trait that you admire in 'that' person. So, when I came to him, I wrote FORGIVENESS.

I don't think I'm cocky when I say that I don't do much to him that would merit an apology. Am I perfect? No-sirree-Bob. Not even close.

But, outward actions to hurt him.

Almost non-existant.

Do I underappreciate him, take him for granted sometimes, boss him too much, and expect too much from him?
Yes-sirree-Bob.

Does he get mad at me over those things? Maybe. Does he demand an apology? No. Does he forgive me without me even asking him to?

YES.

Have I sat in awe & admired watching him being wronged by different 'friends' & family members, then watched him be hurt, or mad... then having that offense wash away, down the drain like the bathwater? Yes. And I LOVE that about him.

There are people who have hurt him who don't even know it.

And they never will.

He's so like Christ when it comes to that.

And he doesn't get passive-aggressive. Or hold a grudge. Or act one way to their face & another to their back.

As a matter of fact, sometimes I bring up one of those offenses (sound familiar, like the serpeant? Are you calling me satan??!)...and friends, HE DOESN'T EVEN REMEMBER IT.

Poof! Just like that! In the 'sea of forgetfulness.'

I like that about him.

I love you Honey.

xoxoxo