“An act of love in marriage looks like this.
It looks like dropping everything and rushing my husband to the ER when he throws his back out and can’t walk.
It looks like wheeling him around in a wheelchair even though it seems surreal and bizarre and way too soon to be wheeling my big, strong 42-year old husband around.
It looks like telling him to lean on me, and though when I say it, I mean physically, I really mean emotionally, too.
It looks like sitting in a hard chair for 5 hours, waiting and more waiting, for ultimately not much of a resolution.
It looks like helping him to the bathroom, putting on his socks for him, putting pillows behind his head, trying to comfort him or make him laugh, or giving him whatever he needs in the moment.
It means letting him snap at me because I know he’s in pain and he can’t help it right now, and it also means zipping my lips and using as much restraint as I can to not snap back at him.
It means letting him pick the show he wants to watch and watching it with him, even if it bores me to tears, because he really needs me to just be next to him.
It means reaching across the space, across the pain, and forming a bridge to each other.
An act of love in marriage looks like stroking his hand and tickling the little scar on his middle finger, because he loves that and my touch calms him more than any pain killer could.”
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