This guy looked just like my husband but without the stress and fatigue of football that he usually wears! My yard started looking amazing, too! This new guy was out there every weekend and sometimes after school—blowing leaves, bagging up sticks, playing with the dogs. It was getting really hard not to fall for this man.
I know who their parents are, where they come from, and where they hope to go. I know their strengths, and their weaknesses too. I know who struggles with neglect, who is spoiled rotten, who wants a D-1 scholarship, who just wants a family and fishing pond. I know who lost their mother to drugs, who reads on a 4th grade level, who travels from apartment to apartment to outrun bill collectors. I know who loves Hot Cheetos, or Hair Bands, or X-Box Live.
If you have a little extra time, write a little note and set it out with the special treat. It’s simple and sweet—something basic to surprise him and remind him that you care.
You get the best of the man who loves the game, but cares about your character more. While most of the world sees you as wins and loses and what you did right and what you messed up, he sees the man you can become. He sees your strengths, but he also takes the time to help you improve your weaknesses.
Let’s remember your earliest seasons as a wife. Remember how you tried to force your solutions when problems arose. Remember the frustration you felt when your perfectly plotted plans came undone. Remember how exhausted you were from trying to control everything.
I whispered to you then, telling you to trust me. I’ve got this. But you did not listen. You were distracted then, too.