Why I Love Him

The list of reasons I love Brian could go on for miles. But I don't think anyone would want to read a list that long, including BWell himself. So I will leave it at one simple thing. Perhaps my favorite thing about my sweet husband.

Last week, I clogged the toilet. Embarrassing, I know. But don't tell me you've never done it. There is always the initial panic and shock as you push the lever and instead of hearing the powerful flush of water, you hear a sad and pathetic putter. And then you quickly reach out for the plunger, silently praying that the water won't rise and spill over the seat of the toilet and onto the floor. That's exactly what I did, but when I reached out for said plunger, it wasn't there. For some reason, we only have one plunger. I guess I always forget to buy another one when running errands. And that one plunger stays in our half bathroom downstairs. I was upstairs in our bedroom bathroom. So of course, I rushed down the stairs, my fly still undone, to retrieve the plunger. After doing so, I dashed back upstairs and plunged that toilet like it was nobody's business. Problem solved. I left the plunger in our bedroom bathroom, washed my hands, and forgot about the whole ordeal.

This is where the thing I love about Brian comes into play. When Brian got home from work that evening, he walked in the door, set his stuff down, and washed his hands in the half bathroom. Since he is very observant, he immediately noticed the plunger was gone. He asked me where it was. So then I told him the same embarrassing story I told you about my clogging the toilet and how I left the plunger upstairs.

"We need to bring it back to this bathroom," Brian insisted.

"Uh, okay. .Why are you so concerned with where our plunger is?"

And here comes the part where I love him. . .

"Because if we have a visitor who uses our bathroom and clogs the toilet, I don't want them to feel embarrassed and need to ask where our plunger is."

I love Brian because he sincerely cares and worries about other people. He is always thinking of others, even with the smallest details, like which bathroom our plunger is located in. I fell in love with him after seeing the way he treats other people, even complete strangers. He is always the one who makes friends with the person in the drive thru, he is always the one to volunteer his truck if someone needs something moved, he is always the one making friends with the shy little kid sitting near us in church. He has a big heart and always keeps others' interests in mind. I love that he loves me so well. But what I love even more is that he is good at loving everyone around him, with no expectation of something in return. That man has a heart of gold that would clog the most powerful of toilets. Thanks for being my Valentine this year and always, Brian.

I hope you all had the happiest of Valentine's Days yesterday. I also hope it was spent doing something you love with someone you love (that's what she said).