My Imperfect/Perfect Husband

Today is my fourteenth wedding anniversary. I’ve been told at various times through the years that I have an unrealistic view of Chad. I remember the first time someone told me that, I had been married for about a year and a half. A friend of mine told me that I seemed to believe Chad could do no wrong. What she said surprised me. Because I knew that I didn’t necessarily feel that way. I lived with Chad, I saw his flaws, and as all young couples do, we had been on the fast track to discovering each other’s imperfections during our first year of marriage.

And, the most recent gentle ribbing that I see him through rose-colored glasses came just last week.

I think the reason that I sometimes seem to be glossing over Chad’s flaws is because I am. Now, I’m not saying that I never complain about his neat-freak-ness or his forgetting to put the trash out or about his lack of listening ability when I speak. I mean, he’s human. And, he’s a man, so naturally we don’t think about everything in exactly the same way. But, the bottom line is that I am still amazed–yes, really–that Chad Edgington married me.

Because I really do think he is special.

And I don’t say I’m amazed he married me because I don’t think I’m worthy of him or anything like that. I say it because he is an amazing man, and I somehow was chosen by God to be his partner in this adventurous, whirlwind of a life that we live. He is perfect for me. And, for this reason, I tend to brush off Chad’s imperfections and focus on his many gifts, his strengths, and his care for me.

And, I think if anyone in his life is his biggest fan, it should be me. After all, he made me a mother. He has sacrificed many dreams and plans to provide for me. And, he points me to Christ.

So, if I seem to get a little unreasonable about my closest friend of the past fourteen years, I’m sure you’ll understand. He is a pretty essential part of my life on this planet. And, I’m so glad for that. Happy anniversary to the only true love I’ve ever had. I’m looking forward to more adventures. And, don’t forget, tomorrow’s trash day. (I know you will.)