To date, here's what I know about my husband and why I'm happy to be known as his wife:
He's smart - very smart like geek smart. Though he's smart this can sometimes be annoying because when I'm looking for lite, I get heavy. But I like him just the same because he can't help himself. It makes me feel good to know I valued smartness and he embodies it.
He's sensitive - way more sensitive than me. Again this is not a new thing and it used to make me doubt my empathy and caring skills; well I had reason to because I had a low tolerance for folks who didn't operate to my standards, but it wasn't his fault. But I've seen with him, regardless of how he's been mistreated or treated, that he takes time for people. This has made me a more caring person.
He thinks I'm cute. If we go anywhere, he's confident that I will present myself well. Boosts a girl's self-esteem, yes it does.
He is a serious Christian. I've never had a problem with this but he was always more verbose about his expression of faith. We have lots of good deep conversations (when the stars are aligned perfectly!)
He has an interesting sense of humor. I actually don't mind this because he generally makes me laugh because I get it! No one else has to get the joke but me. Now I must admit that when I'm in a bad mood, I don't find his sense of humor laughable at all, but in the grand scheme of things, that's not often.
He has a different way with the children than I do. I'm rough and tough like a drill sergeant. He is quite the opposite but as it turns out - our children needed both.
He has always supported me. Now sometimes I didn't feel supported but he was there for me. He'd listen to an idea, ask a million questions (which I hated at the time), think, ask more questions. But even if it didn't make 100% sense to him, he was there for me.
We have been married for 28 years in March. Wow! I'm speechless. I'm glad we're in this thing of life love and marriage together. Cheers! We're almost at the stage where we can share each other's reading glasses. :)
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine:.....Song of Solomon 6:3
Are you happy to be called your husband's wife? Tell him. Husbands, are you glad she's your wife? Tell her.