My 3 Monsters: How Sweet He Is . . .

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12.09.2008

How Sweet He Is . . .

I don't know why, but this morning I was remembering a morning a year or so ago. I had to wake up at some unearthly hour for some ridiculous thing. Those are not the details I remember . Suffice it to say I had to get up, Brent did not. He kindly set the alarm for me the night before (it's on his side of the bed). When the alarm went off in the morning he was awakened to the heinous 90's flashback song playing on the radio. I was snoring peacefully. What woke me up was a gentle tap on the shoulder and my husband whispering, "I think that's for you."
I think that's for you?!
That's the way you speak to the little old lady at the grocery store or the person at work you barely know. Best manners are usually reserved for complete strangers. To your wife of eleven years you say, "Get up!!!!!" with a hearty shove. Not my man. He treats me just as kindly as he treats anyone. Even early in the morning when he is only awake because of some error on my part. In fact, he's probably more forgiving of my faults and weaknesses than he is of anyone else's. And there's a lot there to forgive here, believe me. How did I get so lucky?

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