In a perfect world we'd all end up married to the perfect person... someone who talks to you every day and asks you questions, someone who leaves you random notes to make you smile, someone who cooks, cleans, and helps maintain the household, someone who enjoys spending time doing the same activities as you, and someone who can make you laugh, feel loved, and feel beautiful.
But it's not a perfect world, and we marry the person that we feel will make us the most happy. My husband doesn't do everything I wish he did, but I KNOW that I don't do everything that he wishes I did. It truly is the little things that count.
Last night, my husband didn't throw the rotisserie chicken carcass in the garbage... he threw it outside... in the yard... within view of the upstairs bedroom window... so that I could see my raccoons enjoy a little feast. And I did. My coons (I'm assuming they're from one of my batches but may not be) are looking quite healthy and cleaned up the carcass lickety-split. I LOVED seeing them moving about in our yard, and even sent out a little prayer for them to be smart enough to stay out of the neighbors' yards so they don't get shot.
So, yep, it's things like that, that remind you that you DID marry the person who would make you the most happy- even if other little things are missing. Find joy in what you do have. =)
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