Thursday, February 2, 2012

Valentine V. A little love story.

“I am satisfied that happiness in marriage is not so much a matter of romance as it is an anxious concern for the comfort and well-being of one’s companion. Any man who will make his wife’s comfort his first concern will stay in love with her throughout their lives and through the eternity yet to come.” President Gordon B. Hinckley


A little love story: What my Valentine did for me on February 2, 2012.
Yesterday Sam had a recuperation day off of work from his recent business trip to the United States.
He planned on working on the bathroom downstairs that we have recently "gutted out." Joy.
His plans got foiled when he realized something went wrong in his floor installation and he instead spent the morning tearing up his recently installed ceramic tiles. Double joy.
Seeing I was busy, he emptied the dishwasher and heated up leftovers and called us to the table for lunch. My children were home from school. Remember? No school Wednesday's in France. We were all together as a family. True joy.
In spite of having already emptied the dishwasher and prepared lunch, he quickly got up before I finished eating and loaded the dishwasher before I could.
We went shopping and the kids were noisy and laughing in the back seat. It was mostly happy. ;)
I had an appointment at 8pm, in a town 26 kilometers away from home that I'm not familiar with at all. And we don't have a GPS. Yikes!
He refused to let me drive alone late at night without a GPS. And then he lovingly volunteered to drive me there.
He took us out to dinner so I wouldn't have to cook and to save time since we'd all have to go as a family.
We had been there once three years ago. I co-piloted with a map on my cell phone and Sam vaguely remembered. And so along we drove while the kids laughed up a storm and made funny faces at people as we cut through Versailles. We arrived on time! And without getting lost!
We waited in the car for the Bishop to show up. He was late. He was lost. He called and wanted me to explain to him how to get there! Um....
In a desperate act of desperation I passed the phone to Sam, who desperately tried to push the phone away from me because he was not that much more familiar with the area than I was.
He then patiently took the phone and co-piloted our Bishop street by street, landmark by landmark until he finally pulled onto the street and parked behind us. I was floored at my husband's cool and collected calm and skill!
My husband is amazing!
Sam then entertained our children in the car while the Bishop and I visited a family in need.
One hour later, we were on our way home.
And I was feeling so grateful to have such a wonderful husband, who is always ready to serve me.
Sometimes, when the imperfect me criticizes him for being grumpy, and asks him if he has anything positive to say, he will often respond by softening up and telling me how cute or pretty or perfect I am.
How can I do anything but love a man who loves me so?
How can I do anything but be in perfect adoration of him who loves and lifts and elevates me and fills my heart with warmth and lovely flutterings?
I was feeling pretty in love with mon amour last night.
We may or may not have held hands and made googly eyes at each other on the drive home. (Only at the stop lights, of course.)
And that lovely glow has carried onto today.
In fact, I'm pretty sure I love him even more than that day 12 years ago, when I first said "yes." Oh, but in an even more profound way. Yes, we have our troubles, but it's those small acts of kindness that keep our romance alive and our loving growing ever deeper and stronger.
And this is what my Valentine did for me on one very ordinary February day.
The end.
And to be continued...

And so to this beautiful quote, I now make the following adaptations (not to replace the earlier one, only to add to it!):

“...happiness in marriage is not so much a matter of romance as it is an anxious concern for the comfort and well-being of one’s companion. Any woman who will make her husband's comfort her first concern will stay in love with him throughout their lives and through the eternity yet to come.” President Gordon B. Hinckley

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