Ok, so for those of you who don't know, I am currently a nanny and a substitute teacher. I do not thoroughly enjoy substitute teaching. I thought it would be more like teaching, but let me tell you... it is not. Nothing like it. I would even say they are almost opposites. Ok maybe not that bad, but I love teaching because I want to make the difference in lives of kids. Substituting you are not making a difference, and kids do not like you. And when kids do not like you, and you know that you are only in their lives for one day, it is so hard to be patient. My first day I had a first grader throw a chair at me. NOT my cup of tea.
Anyways, I was having one of my hard moments where I did not want to substitute teach, and was telling Zack how ready I am to not have to take jobs that I don't want anymore, and just complaining about how hard things feel for me. I was really stressed out and in tears when he turned off the lights, grabbed his phone, put on some music, and danced with me. At first I didn't want to, because I was sad and down, but he made me, and by the song I was giggling and laughing at his sweet dance moves. By the third song, we were both injured because we tried to do some fancy dance moves that were a little out of our skill level. I really still have a bruised toe, nail broken in half, and bruised tail bone from falling right down so hard on my butt. But then we ended the last song keeping it simple and just a little nice easy step. I could not have been happier. My husband makes me so happy.
I hope that if I ever have a daughter, or a few daughters, I can only hope and pray that there are little boys that will grow up to be their perfect match the way that Zack is mine. I hope that somehow we can instill in them the importance of finding the person that is so special, and then teach them the hard work that is involved in making every relationship work. Our relationship is absolutely not perfect. We have a lot that we have to work on in order to keep our marriage at its strongest. But thats the thing, we do the work. We don't have it all figured out, but we are working at it. I want to raise sons that will make the same sacrifices that Zack makes for me. Sons that are worthy priesthood holders and effortlessly happy like their father is. I just want a bunch of little Zacks running around, and then a little version that is a little like me, only less bossy. Some day. Some day all that will happen. But for now, I am going to enjoy the time that I am able to spend dancing in the dark with my sweetheart.
Anyways, I was having one of my hard moments where I did not want to substitute teach, and was telling Zack how ready I am to not have to take jobs that I don't want anymore, and just complaining about how hard things feel for me. I was really stressed out and in tears when he turned off the lights, grabbed his phone, put on some music, and danced with me. At first I didn't want to, because I was sad and down, but he made me, and by the song I was giggling and laughing at his sweet dance moves. By the third song, we were both injured because we tried to do some fancy dance moves that were a little out of our skill level. I really still have a bruised toe, nail broken in half, and bruised tail bone from falling right down so hard on my butt. But then we ended the last song keeping it simple and just a little nice easy step. I could not have been happier. My husband makes me so happy.
I hope that if I ever have a daughter, or a few daughters, I can only hope and pray that there are little boys that will grow up to be their perfect match the way that Zack is mine. I hope that somehow we can instill in them the importance of finding the person that is so special, and then teach them the hard work that is involved in making every relationship work. Our relationship is absolutely not perfect. We have a lot that we have to work on in order to keep our marriage at its strongest. But thats the thing, we do the work. We don't have it all figured out, but we are working at it. I want to raise sons that will make the same sacrifices that Zack makes for me. Sons that are worthy priesthood holders and effortlessly happy like their father is. I just want a bunch of little Zacks running around, and then a little version that is a little like me, only less bossy. Some day. Some day all that will happen. But for now, I am going to enjoy the time that I am able to spend dancing in the dark with my sweetheart.
Alright, this is the sweetest thing I have read in a long time. I'm so glad you have such a thoughtful husband :) You deserve it!! I'm betting it was a boy who threw a chair at you...and we all remember what our mothers said about why boys are mean ;)
ReplyDeleteThis is so sweet! Having a loving and supportive husband is so important! I hope you're feeling better!
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