Just Because!

It’s our last night in Florida.

The in-laws are in bed. My parents are in their room watching television with our boys (America’s Funniest Videos, no doubt), I am at the computer and McDaddy is doing something on my beloved iPhone. We are leaving out at O’dark Thirty and we hope to be in Lexington, Kentucky in time to meet my cousin and his fiance’ for dinner. If I had my way, we’d sleep until much later, but that’s not how McDaddy rolls.

Just Because.

I love travelling, but I don’t like long car rides. I get bored easily and when I get bored, I aggravate McDaddy.  Not on purpose, mind you, but just because that’s what I do.

McDaddy pretty much expects it.

Just Because I’ve always been that way.

Before we had children, McDaddy and I were travelling to Maryland to visit his sister and her husband. Our  brother-in-law had recently joined the Air National Guard and was training in Maryland. Just minutes after deciding I was bored, I began to fan McDaddy with the map in a grandiose sort of way, saying something like “your comfort is my pleasure” or something as mildly ridiculous as that, and the next thing I knew, a gust of wind caught the map and the map flew out the sunroof of our Toyota Camry onto the busy interstate. I looked at McDaddy with wide eyes and he stared back at me wondering what he had just witnessed.

Funny thing is, we actually needed the map because back in 1999, there was no thought of a GPS and it was also well before we had phones with any kind of capability beyond phoning someone. Back in the day, we actually called Triple A (AAA ?) days before the trip to order a map, and then, someone (usually McDaddy) actually had to read the map. Lucky for us, McDaddy is the kind of guy that studies his route well in advance of the actual excursion, so he had a pretty good idea of where we were headed. Still, it was a defining moment in our marriage because at that moment, I learned that I am dangerous when I am bored and McDaddy learned that travelling with my on any kind of trip would be a just that.

A trip.

McDaddy and I are as different as they come, yet, we get along beautifully.

Late Wednesday night, we went for a walk on the beach. It was a bit chilly, but I barely noticed because I was with the love of my life. And we were walking on the beach. We didn’t encounter one single person that night and I was glad. I like being alone with him.

Just because.

As we trudged through the sand, listening to the waves crashing against the shore, I went and got all philosophical on him and I asked him if marriage was everything he thought it would be. After hesitating for just a second, he said, “No, it’s actually more.” I smiled because I feel the same way. When we stood at the altar and pledged our love to one another in 1998, I knew nothing.

Hear me. I knew nothing.

Had you asked me back then, it would have taken me a lifetime to tell you everything I knew. I was in grad school studying Criminal Justice (ha!) and McDaddy had just graduated with a degree in electrical engineering. I knew I was good at organizing stuff, and I knew that I would keep things tidy because my world requires things to be organized and tidy.  I knew that I would have to learn how to live with another person, and I was certain that I  could screw up a checkbook better than anyone I knew. I was sure the world would be a better place once I launched into  my career and  began saving the world, one criminal at a time, and I also knew that if all else failed, I could make McDaddy a batch of chocolate chip cookies and everything in our world would be right again. (And if I didn’t know it then, I know now that I love a good run-on sentence!) I knew that it would take some work making this marriage thing work, and I knew without a doubt that McDaddy was a reasonable, logical, kind hearted person and that he would make marriage very easy. I knew, even back then that I was blessed to share my life with him.

As we walked along the beach, I thought about the trips we have taken together.

We’ve been to 34 states (at last count), Bahamas, Mexico, Canada, an eight country tour of Europe, and Cuba.

He’s held my hand through eight four very long weeks of bed rest.

Two high-risk pregnancies.

A difficult boss.

Two C-Sections

And lasek surgery

He’s cheered me on during weight-loss efforts.

Breastfeeding.

And two high-risk pregnancies

We’ve weathered storms of change.

Of grief.

Of death.

And deployment.

And as we walked down the beach two nights ago, all of that flashed through my mind as we walked in silence. I knew that marriage was so much more than what I could have ever hoped for, or imagined and I knew without a doubt that God created him for me!

Just Because.

Comments

  1. Danielle says

    Julie,

    This actually brought tears to my eyes. I remember being at your wedding, and I knew the two of you before then, not close, but through Angie, and I knew how much you adored each other. I love my husband with all my heart, and I hope in 10 years we will be as happy as the two of you. I enjoy reading your blog every day, but never as much as this entry.

  2. ERIKA says

    What and “AWESOME” 🙂 and amazing couple you two are. God has really blessed both of you with each other.

  3. says

    Awwwww! Just awwwww, because that is so sweet that I’m sitting here blubbering with tears in my eyes. :0)

    When you passed through Lexington, Ky, you all were “this” close to us! We could have gone out and sang Karaoke or something! lol
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  4. says

    Julie, this is so beautiful. I am so happy that marriage is so much more than what was expected. That is so wonderful. 🙂

    Wow, you guys have traveled a bunch!

    Thanks for linking up with Sat. Sound Off! Sorry it took me so long to get to the posts this week.

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