What Really Matters Most

I got off the phone and I was shaking from being so furious. I have a hard time dealing with not being able to control things and I certainly don’t like when people treat my family or friends any less than they should be treated.

My husband is a good man. He is an intelligent, strong, hard working and wonderful man. He works so hard to take care of our family. He spends most of his time working at a less than ideal job thinking about how he would rather be home spending time with his family. On this particular day, work had gotten to him even more than usual. He called me to vent about the bad day he was having and I couldn’t hide my anger for the way he is treated any more. It is incredible to me how people treat co-workers or their employees and think it is acceptable.

Unfortunately, I have this annoying thing where no matter what my emotion is, I cry. If I am happy, I cry. If I am overwhelmed, I cry. If I am angry or upset, I cry. I have always been this way. I explain this because I think people see crying as a sign of sadness or weakness and for me, that isn’t true. Instead, I cry because I am so passionate and this is how my emotions show through.

I was so furious with listening to the way that my husband was treated and listening to the things he has to deal with on a regular basis that I burst into tears. On top of it, this poor guy has to deal with the tears or his emotional pregnant, very passionate wife quite a bit so I let him off the phone so he didn’t worry about upsetting me. I hung up the phone and took to google just to zone out for a minute. I originally typed I hate my husband’s job. I gazed up at the search bar as I was typing and google was trying to auto-fill for me. It dawned on me that I don’t hear too many people building up their spouse these days. There are many people who make jokes and jabs at the other’s expense but few really set out to sing the praises of the one person they chose in life to love and honor all the days of their life. Why is that?

In a roundabout and lengthy way, this has become my Thanksgiving post. J, I cannot begin to express the love and admiration I have for you every day. You are the one person I can always depend on. You brighten every room you are in. You are an incredible example to our boys and I am so proud that you are my family. You make me a better person. We have been together for almost 10 years and I still get excited to see you when you come home from work. You still look at me like I am the only person in the room and you make me laugh harder than anyone else can I can only imagine what the next 50 years will bring and I am so grateful you chose me to be your wife. I love you, J.

Love, Meghan

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!