Tuesday’s Tribute: My Guy

My first impulse was to not write a tribute to my husband. I’d hate to be accused of being a nepotistical blogger. But today’s his birthday, so it seemed to be in the stars that I write about him.

I won’t bore you with all of the things that I find wonderful about my husband. I am sure they are quite similar to all the things you find wonderful about your husband. Instead, I’ll focus on one small aspect of his nature — one amazing little piece of why I, and so many other people, love him so very much.

Like everyone else, my husband has bad days. Sometimes, he’s beaten down by the bureaucracy at the office. Sometimes, his body aches. Sometimes, his wife and daughter engage in female hormone-induced emotional outbursts that confuse and exhaust him. But, no matter what the day before was like, and I repeat, no matter what — this man wakes up every morning and smiles.

He smiles. He finds it within himself to say “Hi there, kitty cat” to the furry lump on the blanket and to pet her tiny head. He smiles and wishes his two girls a good day before he goes out the door to walk to the bus stop. He smiles at the bus driver.

My guy starts every day fresh. I so admire him for that.

Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities
no doubt have crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.

Tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely
and with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with
your old nonsense.

This day is all that is
good and fair.
It is too dear,
with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on yesterdays.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson


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