Thank You Dear Husband

Every girl wants to marry her prince charming.  And I was no different. I always wanted to marry a person who would be very romantic. I loved surprises and always thought my future husband would surprise me with gifts, flowers, romantic candle light dinner etc etc. Hmm!! you guessed it right; I have been huge fan of romantic bollywood movies and was too much under illusion. For me, romance meant expressing love with gifts, flowers and listening to romantic hindi duets.

When I married my husband, I realised he is exactly opposite. Before marriage, we met many times. I really liked him as I found him very caring and a responsible person. He is shy by nature and doesn’t talk much. In the beginning, I attributed these qualities of him as romantic. I thought as he is shy, he doesn’t express himself and with time he will change and will become more expressive. Still sometimes he surprised me with his caring and endearing nature. When you love someone, you try to visualise and understand everything the way you want to. You see rightness in faults too.

However as time passes, you start seeing faults in rightness too. That’s what exactly happened with me in early years of our marriage. Earlier when he asked me to choose my own gifts, I believed him to be liberal and respectful of my choices. Later, it changed to be ignorant of my likes and dislikes. I always knew he is reserved by nature, but I still fought with him for not being expressive and romantic. He always helped me with household chores but I still fought with him for not being supportive. Many times we came to the verge of drifting apart although he never let me go.

When I used to work for long hours, he used to take care of our daughter. When I decided to quit my job and become stay at home mom for my daughter, he was there to support me. Its not easy for a working woman to give up her financial independence. Staying at home can become very frustrating at times. During those crucial times, you need someone with whom you can discuss your frustration, your insecurities. I used to take out my frustration on my husband. He ignored it and patiently heard me out. If I was too harsh with my daughter because of my annoyance, he reprimanded me. When I decide to become a blogger, he patiently read my articles and reviewed them with utmost honesty. His supportive nature is now part of my definition of romanticism.

I am seeing him becoming a wonderful father to our kids. After coming from office, he plays with them no matter how tired he is! He plays with them like a friend; he fights with them like a sibling; he pampers his cubs like a king. Whenever I see them together playing, fighting, laughing, I cannot take my eyes off. That is the most beautiful sight for me; I cannot stop admiring him for being an adorable father. And that is now getting added to my definition of romanticism.

I want to thank him for always being supportive of my decisions, for taking my side against others when I am right, for rebuking me honestly when I am wrong and unjust, for being my biggest critic and my strongest support system.

No, things haven’t changed dramatically and he has not definitely become the ideal husband of my dreams. I continue to fight with him for not surprising me with gifts, for being partial to me as compared to others. However these fights don’t drift us apart anymore. Now we shrug them off with a hearty laugh.

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