Love

Pre-post warning:  This might sound a bit conceded.  I don't mean for it to be but this isn't really a typical story that I normally share.

So on Sunday, I was at my sister's house celebrating Easter and Jeff's birthday with her and her family (she is married with 5 children).  They have this tradition where during the dessert we go around the table and say one thing we love about the person whose birthday it is.  Since my nieces and nephews have taken a huge liking to Jeff, I got shafted to the other end of the table.

Anyways, I was listening to them say what they love about him and I was doing fine probably because they were saying was something to the liking of, "I love that you play and wrestle with me".  Anyways, it got to my sister's oldest kid (he is 15) and he said somethings but he eventually said "I love that you make Ali happy".  That was a huge tug at my heart strings.  On the verge of a breakdown, I was able to hold things back until Jeff looked at me and my niece asked me if I was crying.  Well that did it.  The dam burst and I started to cry.  We were just staring at each other, crying awkwardly, for about a minute or so.  All I could think of doing was getting up and honestly all I wanted was a hug.  As we were holding each other with the brightest spotlight on us, I caught my sister telling her kids that when they are ready to get married that that was something they want to look for in a spouse.  Just looking at them the right way with that much love.

Jeff was the third person I dated and by far, the best boyfriend I ever had.  It was a touching thing to hear.  No one has told me that I look happy or in love before Jeff and it was heartwarming to know that my happiness has been seen and so they know I didn't make a mistake in getting married as quick as I did.  I was honored that Jeff and I were a good example of what love looks like to my nieces and nephews.  We have been married a little shy of six months and things are going very well.  Here is to infinite months in the future.