As I wrap up this month of gratitude, I decided to save the best for last. You see, I had the good fortune of marrying a really great guy. And today is his birthday! Double reason to celebrate 'round these parts.
My husband is one of the smartest people I have ever met. I have known a lot of smart people. But what I love best about his intelligence is his humility about it. He doesn't gloat. He never makes me feel dumb when I ask him things about which he knows a great deal (generally science and math). He only gently pokes fun at my complete lack of math skills and he totally humours my need to discuss politics more than 99.9% of the world would care to even think about it.
He's also incredibly funny. But you have to pay attention. My husband is one of those introverted type folks. He isn't one to gab with people, he isn't a huge conversationalist but he is a keen observer and has said some of the funniest things I have ever heard in my life. But you gotta pay attention.
He takes great care of me and our life. It took me a long time to realize that I could really count on him. That when I asked something of him - it would be done without me having to hound him or bug him or downright brow beat him. Occasionally I will still question it - still not trust but then he'll show up and just be who he says he is and do what he says he will and I am reminded that I am silly to continue to question. Some old habits die hard.
He indulges most of my weirdness, gives me the space to explore different ideas and things and never (ok very rarely) looks at me like I'm a lunatic.
So on this last day of November, I wish my sweet husband a very happy birthday - even if he is a guy who isn't a fan of birthdays.
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