So Sunday morning comes and I'm mostly ready for church with an exception to make-up and hair, just reading the Ensign on the couch. Jason still needed to look over his lesson (he usually doesn't procrastinate that much, it's been an incredibly busy, crazy week). He comes over to me with his manual and asks me, "So did I do your feet well enough last night?" And I said, "Yeah...but just not long enough" and smiled. He sat next to me and said, "how about you read my lesson out loud and I'll finish rubbing your feet!"
I love the selflessness that can come so freely in a marriage, especially one that is bound and sealed eternally. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful, thoughtful husband, who cares more about my needs and comforts than his own. He has been working so hard lately getting ready for the GMAT (which he's taking on Wednesday, good luck honey!) and staying on top of his projects and his two classes! I can't express enough in words my love for him. All I can say is I love this man...
