I wrote a post a few years ago about my amazing husband and how he expresses his love with his own language – when I comment about not having enough storage space in my pantry, he goes out to the garage and builds me new shelves; when he knows I’ve had a long day – he surprises me with a fountain Diet Dr. Pepper from the convenience store with the best syrup to soda mix (oh yes.. there is a difference) and sometimes – my man with the huge heart and chocolate brown eyes who shows his love through actions and caresses instead of words, surprises me like he did with a poem in an email 3 years ago. A poem and action that I cherish to this day and can still brings tears to my eyes.
I bet if you asked my husband which one of us was better at expressing our feelings – showing our love – using our love language to make the other one and our children feel special, he’d say me.
I beg to differ.
Knowing I’m not a fan of roses, and as much as I love stargazer lilies (and I do. I LOVE) they are almost impossible to find right now and I’m not home enough to enjoy them, anyway… my amazing husband found a man who makes roses from wood shavings and he bought a bouquet for me and a bouquet for Princess, just because he loves us.
This man is teaching my daughter through his actions what it is to have a wonderful husband and an amazing father. He’s showing her through his own very special love language, many of the qualities that she herself should look for someday. He is setting the example, and it’s a truly wonderful one.
He’s teaching my son how to be a man. How to love, how to be a friend, that real men DO hug and hold hands and that they cherish their wives and family. That no amount of material wealth or goods can compare to stars in the night sky on family camping trip, to laughing around a fire with friends until the early morning, that early morning tickles and snuggles are priceless. He is teaching him that to love, appreciate, and respect your family is a gift to them and yourself.
My love language may be more verbally expressive or visually so with notes all over the house, blog posts, texts and saying I love you and appreciate you more often – but my husband’s actions are lasting, powerful and moving.
So, while he may think I’m the heart of the family…
I know better.