Tonight I was feeling a little lathargic and worn out, so after dinner I asked Ross to help me with a chore. There were two things that I needed to get done before we could snuggle in front of a movie with some hot cocoa (we just got some new Stephens flavors tonight!) and generic Jelly Bellys.
I told Ross that he could do one of two things to help me: unload and load the dishwasher, or put the clean sheets from the dryer on the bed and switch the load in the washer to the dryer.
He chose the dishes.
After practicing my weekly hymn on the piano a few times (Silent Night- don't judge!), I ran upstairs to find that my sweet husband had already switched the laundry and made our bed with the clean sheets. He had done this while I was busy making dinner.
I know this seems silly, but I cried. I was so grateful! Neither of those tasks were incredibly hard, but I was incredibly relieved to not have to do either of them tonight. Ross saw that I was a little weak tonight, and he did my least favorite chores without even being asked to. It would have been so easy for him to choose making the bed since it had already been done, but he willingly took on both tasks for me.
I love him so much! It really is the little things that matter. 'And the Lord God doth work by small and simple means to bring about his great and eternal purposes; and by very small means the Lord doth . . . bring about the salvation of many souls' (Alma 37:7). I am certain this applies to great marriages as well. I am glad Ross knows this secret, and I hope I can follow his example.
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