I don’t talk much about my husband here . He is very private and he doesn’t like me to take his photo.
But every now and then – I turn my camera on him, and sneak one in. I do this usually when he is working.
He is always working.
The other day he had a job in the mountains, up at a lake house. The owners of the house told him, “to bring the family up while he did the job.” “You could get in a little fishing with your boys.” the man said.
The thing that struck me the most when we went up to this house was not how very beautiful the lake or the house was. It was – how hard my husband works for us. He gives us so much. ~ I already knew this about him, after all, we have been married 22 years. But, I guess you could say: “it” hit home with me this day.
Watching him work – while everyone else played.
He worked . .
The kids played.
and when I asked him if he minded that he was working while everyone else had fun. . . .
he said, “No. Why would I mind? I want you with me, and I want them to have fun. It’s a nice day for me.”
What’s love got to do with it? Everything!