Saturday, November 19, 2011

Husband

I call him husband because that is what I call him. I don't know when it started.

He recently told me he thought it was a dehumanization of him, and that he didn't like it so much.

I explained it is term of endearment. That it is my special way of telling him, and everyone else, I love him. When I say it my heart opens up in swells of love for the man.

See, I never wanted to get married. I didn't want kids. He changed all of that. Every guy I dated before him didn't. He is different in my eyes. I love him more it is that simple.

I call him Husband because I loved him enough to make him my husband.

Now the next part of the story; I have been talking about husband at work for three years now. I have friends that have met him, some who have socialized with him. When I say Scott did something, they look at me in puzzlement, they don't know who Scott is, so I have to say Husband and keep telling the story.

I started taking tennis classes my first year at my job. I went with friends from work and loved it. I met some new people and they all met and socialized with Husband. He would come watch my class, watch my newbie tournaments. After a few months I would hear the "Norm" call from Cheers when he arrived. All these women yelling, "Husband" in greeting. So funny! Sometimes if he is on another court and someone needs him I will hear a distant "Husband" and a wave of urgency.  I love my life! A bunch of married women yelling "Husband" at my man. :D

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