Almost two years ago I started a new job that had me waking up earlier and commuting longer than any job I previously had. After a few weeks of this I became somewhat unbearable at home. I was cranky from lack of sleep and complaining constantly to my husband about the traffic and that I never had enough time to get ready anymore. This crankiness resulted in crying… yes, I had a diva moment. My calm husband just held me, told me how great I was for working so hard to help provide for the family, and said he wished I didn’t have to work. But of course like most, I do have to work.
The next morning I woke up before the sun (as usual) and started to get ready. A few minutes later my husband came into the bathroom and said, “What can I do to help you get ready?” He had set his alarm to get up a little after me to help get me ready and even though I thought it was just too much, in desperation I rattled off a long list. Over the months when running late I would list off requests like: make my breakfast, start my coffee, warm up the car, lay out my outfit and pack my lunch. There were even days I was running so late he would hold the blow dryer to my hair while I applied makeup, or put my boots on my feet while I brushed my hair. (I know what you are thinking…I should be planning ahead, getting up earlier- I’m spoiled…ALL TRUE).
After weeks of this, there was a morning where he forgot to set his alarm and get up with me. I didn’t wake him because I thought he deserved a morning to sleep in. But as I pulled away from our house and began to drive down the street I saw him running after me. I stopped and said, “What are you doing!? Go back to bed!” But to my surprise he was upset with me. He couldn’t believe I hadn’t woken him and reprimanded me for not doing so. When I asked him what the big deal was he responded, “Care, we’re a team. You do so much for us, this is something I can do for you, and I want to serve you in this way. I know it’s stressful for you and I want to make it easier for you” (Yes, this made me love him even more). Before I drove away he kissed me and said, “Team Johnston.”
Since then on when we do something that is hard, serve each other, compromise, or even do fun stuff, we look at each other and say “Team Johnston!” It has come to be something we cherish, pride ourselves in, and are thankful for.
Of course you must know this took place before I was in my prime and a mommy and I have since grown out of the phase of needing help in the mornings and needing so much time to get ready….. And thank God for that!
What are some sacrifices you and your loved ones make for each other that you are thankful for?