Alyice on October 28th, 2008

Showing his support; coming to my aide once again.
Image © Alyice Edrich, 2007
I feel blessed because I have a very supportive husband. My husband and I don’t always see eye-to-eye and we butt heads probably more than most married couples like to openly admit, but one thing we’ve always been good at is supporting each other. When my husband wanted to quit his job to return to college, I supported his decision. When he wanted to join gaming clubs or sports teams, I gave up precious time with him. Whenever I wanted to try a new business venture, my husband offered to work overtime to help get it started, watch the kids so I could have time to work, and even accompany me on a few assignments I was too uncomfortable going alone on.
And then when I tired of the business—even if it was producing an income—and wanted to try something new, he was right there supporting me again. Not once did he tell me to make a success of something and just stick to it. Not once did he discourage me from trying new things. Not once did he harp on the fact that I could never stay at something long before needing a change of pace.
Now, as I transition my life once again—to become a homeschooled art student—he’s once again lending a hand of support. And I couldn’t feel more fortunate to be married to this man. Yes, we don’t always see eye-to-eye. Yes, he doesn’t always know how to praise my accomplishments or do some of the other “mushy” things I wish he would do. But he sure knows how to support me and how not to discourage me.
Give thanks…
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