I must brag for a moment.
Josiah loves me!
Even through his stress...losing his job, finding another, having to move (again), etc...he finds time to show me he loves me.
Yesterday he came home to chaos, which around here, is business as usual. I cooked dinner, we ate, the boyz cleaned up. I mentioned how exhausted I was from the day (school, grocery shopping, detailed the Yukon, Library, etc) and that a nice hot bath sounded so refreshing.
The problem? Our bathtub is filled with clippings of hair from giving the boyz haircuts. I did not have the energy to clean the tub to take a bath.
Oh-and our hot water heater does not even fill up the tub with enough hot water to make it even a warm bath.
So I was downstairs, going about the evenings business, when Josiah called me upstairs. I went into our dark room and he led me into the bathroom.....
...and there was a candle lit room with a *clean* bathtub filled to the brim with bubbles and HOT WATER. He had boiled 3 pots of water and filled the tub for me :) My book was laying on the side, ready for me to devour.
Ahhhh. The bliss.
As I soaked, Josiah put the kids to bed...another stress he took on alone just to help me.
All this to remind he that after 12 1/2 years of marriage, 5 kids, 3 states, countless jobs, many houses, stress and tears....he still loves me. :)
