I’m pretty sure this was the best Mother’s Day EVER.
Breakfast at my favorite spot, church, sun, a nap, and time in the garden. It’s how we spend most Mother’s Days, but this year I felt like the party drunk hugging everyone and crying, “I LOVE YOU, MAN!”
Everything about this day felt perfect before it even started, and I didn’t even care what happened. I just knew it was going to be GREAT.
I attribute a huge part of this to the fact I really like Bryan these days. And when I say I really like him, I mean I REALLY like him. A lot. In fact, I like him so much right now I barely leave the house because I can’t imagine doing anything else besides snuggling up next to him.
This generally makes life bearable for a married couple, so I highly recommend doing whatever you can to really like your husband.
(Hint: attempts to change him will NOT make life bearable).
Really liking my husband has a trickle down effect because even though my kids are making me grate my teeth, I actually wanted to be with them today – a far cry from the Mother’s Day Escape Plans I tried to get away with the last couple years.
I also attribute the general success of today to the fact I totally forgot it was Mother’s Day weekend until late last week. This left no time for me to build up expectations, which gave me no reason to bitterly seethe when my expectations weren’t met.
Maybe I should only speak for myself, but I’m convinced marriages break down from a fatal cocktail of equal parts selfishness and unmet expectations. I know I’ve spent a lot of the last eight and a half years wanting what I want, expecting Bryan to give it to me, and growing bitter when I don’t get it.
Personally, I’ve never been happier than when I simply decided to like my husband again, for better or for worse.
Thanks for a great day, Babe. And kids? GET IN BED!