We’ve dabbled into journaling here and there as a “Couple Activity”. For various reasons, usually surrounding the speed of life, we would stop. I came across an entry on the topic of dating my husband that captures the emotions of a date night and the essence of why I love to date my handsome husband, and why I recommend that you date yours if you happen to be married.
It reads as follows:
August 13, 2011 12:09AM
Throughout the dating months, life was a date night. Then came marriage, along with full time employment and we began to see the importance of date nights. Now, many more years and a child later, we seldom have real “date nights”. You know, the kinds of night where you actually wear a pretty dress, high pumps and eye shadow, all the while praying that he notices it all. We did tonight! It was one of those nights.
Mr. Charming looked great tonight. I loved the complete ensemble. He wore that shirt well, and I loved that he took the time to shave. It was all truly awesome.
We talked about silliness on the way to the movies. Well, we actually learned that lb. is the abbreviation for pound because the Latin root word is Libra, which means scale. See! (Smile)
The movie itself was wonderful. The company was even better. I hung unto Tramond’s arm the entire time and I loved it. To think of it, it probably wasn’t too comfortable for him. I am glad he let me. I just love clinging to my darling hubby. He is so wide and warm and comfortable and safe; all of this, all at once. I love it!
We then went for ice cream; well, yogurt really. It was delicious. We sat and finished our yogurt, then headed to pick up our little munchkin.
It has been a wonderful date night with the man of my dreams, my love and my big sturdy pillow (smile).
Reading the journal entry took me back to three years to that evening. Though I don’t recall that particular date, I relived every emotion and grew excited about our next date. Everything was great; the food, the movie, the yogurt, the talk, the ride, etc. In my writing, I sound like a young girl in love with her absolute favorite thing. Very much like that favorite doll from when I was 5, or the beads necklaces I couldn’t part with at 8, or the skirts and sandals I would design at 11 that contoured my body and feet perfectly…but this time, my favorite thing wasn’t a thing at all. It was my beloved, my covenant spouse, my best friend, the father of my children (child at the time), my husband.
The greatness of the evening came from spending time alone with my love and this is the treasure of dating my spouse. I love him all the time, but when we set time aside to give each other our undivided attention, I get to love him wholly and fully. I get to pour the full content of my affection into his life, and he into mine. In those moments, we grow in closeness and in love. We grow in the love and intimacy that will, in turn, water our daily lives and give us the energy and compassion we need to graciously be responsible spouses, parents and individuals.
Do you date your husband? How does it impact “you” when you do?