How would you define “the perfect husband”? For most of us, if we’d admit the truth to ourselves, our definition would be something like… a man that provides for us financially by having the house we want, the car we want, and all the ‘extras’, a man that remembers to give me gifts and do nice things for my birthday, anniversary, and holidays, a man that helps around the house and with the kids, a man that keeps the family active and together, and of course it doesn’t hurt to be a handsome stud!
I have to admit, that I was looking for Lon to be several of those thing for me to be able to call him “my perfect husband”. Then, my cancer showed me what a “perfect husband” is and my Lon is just that!!! Thanks sweetie! I love more every day!
The cancer has shown me that a perfect husband is someone that can look at your naked body – that only has one boob (and let’s face it – men like our boobs) and he still tells me that I’m sexy – and he means it! A perfect husband is someone that is willing to work 20 hours a day to provide for the family while his wife spends 20 hours on the couch watching TV and he tells her that he wants her not to worry about finances or working. A perfect husband is one that see that his wife isn’t feeling well and he helps keep the house up so that doesn’t stress her out while she can’t clean – even if the house looks fine to the normal “non-compulsive” eye. A perfect husband is one that will stroke your brow when you feel like throwing up and he tells you over and over that he is proud of you because you are fighting this for the family. A perfect husband is one that helps you see the positive about the treatment and encourages you because you know he doesn’t want to ever be away from you! The last and most incredible sign of a “perfect husband” was this morning… a “perfect husband” is one that is willing to take his hair shaver and help shave the ONE INCH of hair under your armpit that is deformed by surgery!
Lon and I have been married for over 10 years. I look back and I have wasted so many days not loving him the way he deserved to be loved because he just wasn’t being MY “perfect husband” under MY definition! For that, I am sorry and I apologize to Lon. For Lon is the “perfect husband”.
Who else, besides Lon have I not loved all the time the way they deserve to be loved? I’m sure that there have been plenty of times my kids, my extended family, my church family etc. etc. haven’t fit into my “definition” and therefore I didn’t show love. PRAISE GOD that even though when I am not fitting into His definition of a “perfect daughter” He still loves me unconditionally – all the time!
Cancer has waked me up to love my husband better, stronger, and consistent. No, I hate cancer and I hate the chemo even worse (I go this Monday for my 4th treatment / ½ way point), but I thank this cancer for showing me that I have the “perfect husband”. I plan on spending my next 20-30 years with Lonnie and thanking God for every day!
Love you Lon!