Is This Normal?

Brett and I have been married almost 3 years now. Our third anniversary is in March. That is really weird to say. I can't believe it's been 3 years already. They've been great =-)

I'm sure everyone is like this. Right? I spend a lot, and I mean, a LOT of time every day wishing I were with Brett. When I am not with him, he is always on my mind. Today I daydreamed about taking him away. I never had a clear picture of where, but all I could think of as I drove back to work after my lunch break, was that I wanted to be with him. Just him. Somewhere quiet and peaceful.

I am realistic enough to know that I would never want to work with him. We are so different, in so many ways. I don't think we would share a work space very well. And on days when I do get the whole day with him, not every moment is paradise. But during the week, I always miss him a lot.

That's normal, right?

It sometimes gets me in trouble. The thing is, Brett's arms are the safest place in the world for me. So when things get rough for me at work, an angry parent or a situation with a child that is rough, I long for Brett's arms. To just be standing in his arms, safe in his embrace.

Do you see the problem yet? My sweet husband loves me to the moon and back, but he is not perfect. So when I walk through the doors at the end of the day wanting him to be Superman, and he has had his own long day, with angry co-workers or callers, and he just wants to be Clark Kent for a little while, it can be hard on me. And that's not fair for him.

Brett is not perfect. And he shouldn't have to be. We all know I'm not perfect! So God is teaching me to think of Him. To long for the Lord's embrace, rather than my sweet husband's. After all, Brett is a gift from God. Which should I love more, the gift or the giver?

Hope everyone's week is going well. =-)