I quickly looked through a few, but they were either overly sappy or just not “enough.” Just then the baby began to cry, so I snatched one of the latter ones and decided I’d write a nice letter inside, explaining how I really felt.
The baby miraculously quieted and so on a whim I grabbed one last card. As I opened the folds and read the words, I knew it was perfect:
It gets me every time.
Seeing you with the kids.
Watching you around the house.
Feeling your kiss on my cheek.
I’ve got a heart full
of these little everyday moments
that remind me
I’m married to a man
who’s anything but ordinary.
In the following days as I prepared for my husband’s birthday, I reflected on those words and on the type of man my husband is. I was reminded of what the British author G.K. Chesterton once wrote: “The most extraordinary thing in the world is an ordinary man and an ordinary woman and their ordinary children.” It’s those everyday, ordinary moments that make my life extraordinary, that make my love for my husband extraordinary. It’s my husband climbing into bed with our 2-year-old son when he wakes up crying in the middle of the night. It’s him taking the time to call me during the day, just to see how my day is going. It’s him buying me a puzzle for Christmas – not because he thinks I’ll like it, but because it’s something we can do together, and he knows there’s nothing I enjoy more than spending time with him.
But it’s not just these little things that make him and our relationship extraordinary. It’s the fact that in our society today, marriage, which has always seemed so ordinary, has actually become extraordinary. It’s extraordinary for a couple to make it, to be happily married for 40, 50, even 60 years. It’s extraordinary that we even took the plunge, committing to love in good times and bad, in sickness and in health. And it’s extraordinary that we want children and view then as a fruit of our love when society constantly tells us that we should put ourselves first, that children are for when we’re done having “fun,” done accumulating all the things money can buy.