My husband gave me an unexpected V-Day present yesterday, as we were trying to keep warm under a tiny blanket and doing what we rarely do these days–have a conversation late into the night.
I can’t remember if I asked whether he thought we’d married too soon, or if he was happy to be married to me, but this is what he said:
It wasn’t like how it was with the kids, where I was horrified at the news but eventually saw how beautiful it could be once they arrived. I always wanted to marry you. I’m still glad I did.
That, and he’s making rice pudding tomorrow. Life is good.