While Neil was out of town for the first time after we were married, a quilt that I ordered arrived in the mail. Since he does not leave our family very often, I took the opportunity and rearranged our bedroom and surprised him when he got home. This set a precedent and every time he has to go out of town I try to scheme something up.
Most memorable was the time I arranged to have the little cove under the stairs of the 900 square foot house we lived in finished out and made into an office for him. There was enough room in there for his desk and a bookshelf. So what if he couldn’t stand up straight… he had a place to call his own! Surprise!
I really enjoy decorating our house- as a frustrated artist that lacks time for any other outlet, it is a way of expressing my creativity. But why I love surprising him every chance I get… that I don’t know. Surprising Neil is hard. It’s like he knows what I’m thinking and can guess what I’m up to. But the element of surprise is not uncommon in our marriage. For one, he loves to scare me. Like, hides in the dark and laughs when I scream. It’s great. What’s even better is that our children do it now too.
But more than just the silly, after nine years of marriage I still wake up every morning with the feeling of surprise and wonder- that God blessed me with this man, that he still makes me laugh, that he loves me like he does. Surprised because it is so much better than I expected. And surprised because I know I don’t deserve it.
This past week we celebrated 9 years of marriage and– you guessed it, he was out of town…
Part two (with pictures!) tomorrow!