Christopher and I celebrated our 7th anniversary last week. Like most people, I grew up imagining romantic holidays like Valentine's Days and anniversaries spent with roses, a romantic dinner, a little kissing... And don't get me wrong: those things are great. But it's when you can't have those things that you find the real strength of your relationship. And you find real romance.
On our anniversary this year, all I could manage was going out to lunch with my husband without gagging. There were only one or two things on the menu I could stomach. I was too exhausted to write my usual love note. I felt terrible that I simply couldn't bring myself to do any of the usual things to make him feel special.
And so later that day I cried and he held me. And he told me that I was doing something for him that was very important: growing our baby. He accepted my limitations. He loved me in the midst of my lack. I don't know about you, but I think that's real romance. Anyone can eat a fancy dinner when everyone feels good and all is well. But it takes a special person to love and accept his wife when she has very little to offer him. But that's my husband. He's a wonderful guy and I am so blessed to be married to him. I love you, Christopher!