This morning, I came down the stairs and rounded the corner to make some breakfast. But when my feet landed on the floor and my eyes towards the kitchen, I saw Stephen standing at the stove making his usual breakfast of bacon and eggs. Instead of joining him right away, I just stood from a distance. It was probably only 30 seconds or so, but that moment is one I’ll always hold tight. I realized I’ve been doing this a lot lately. It’s like the moments we spend together aren’t enough – like the only way I can truly soak him in is to step away and take myself out of the equation.
Today is our tenth Valentine’s day together and somewhere through the years, we’ve transitioned from spending a long weekend of snow tubing in the Poconos to an exciting afternoon of replacing the drain in our bathroom sink. But if I’m being totally honest, I’m so much more in love with the man who is fixing our drain tonight than the one who whisked me away a decade ago.
OUR COMMITMENT TO EACH OTHER HAS ALLOWED OUR LOVE TO GROW IN A WAY I NEVER COULD HAVE IMAGINED.
There are so many things I hope & pray for all my clients, but lately it’s been for the kind of love that makes you stop at the bottom of the stairs. When I spent that rainy January morning with Brandie & Austin, it was so clear to me that they’ve got it.
The way she looked at him. The way he held her.
They’ve just got it.