A couple months ago, I was laying in bed with my husband and Bug. It was so comfortable. A baby snuggled up in front of me, a husband snuggled up behind me. The hubs and I were being romantic in that mushy, sappy way.
"How much do you love me?" my husband asked.
That is such a hard question to answer! I thought for a while. And then I told my eternal husband what it felt like to me to love him. How much I loved him. How I loved him. I told him that I loved him so much that I couldn't get close enough to him. Hugs aren't close enough. Snuggling in bed isn't close enough. Really, any possible physical intimacy isn't enough. I need his soul inside of me. I love him so much, I want our very cells to mesh together for all time and eternity.
After I finished trying to explain my love for him, my husband was silent for a few moments. Then, he told me, "That's what Bug is."
And it is so true. Our children are, literally, our cells meshed together. Each child is a living, breathing testament of our love. It is a little miracle that God has given us. Our mortal insight to a perfect, godly love.
"How much do you love me?" my husband asked.
That is such a hard question to answer! I thought for a while. And then I told my eternal husband what it felt like to me to love him. How much I loved him. How I loved him. I told him that I loved him so much that I couldn't get close enough to him. Hugs aren't close enough. Snuggling in bed isn't close enough. Really, any possible physical intimacy isn't enough. I need his soul inside of me. I love him so much, I want our very cells to mesh together for all time and eternity.
After I finished trying to explain my love for him, my husband was silent for a few moments. Then, he told me, "That's what Bug is."
And it is so true. Our children are, literally, our cells meshed together. Each child is a living, breathing testament of our love. It is a little miracle that God has given us. Our mortal insight to a perfect, godly love.
"Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate."
Psalm 127: 3-5
Psalm 127: 3-5
"Wherefore, it is lawful that he should have one wife, and they twain shall be one flesh, and all this that the earth might answer the end of its creation"
Doctrine and Covenants 49:16
Doctrine and Covenants 49:16
We have had a happy two years of marriage so far. It is so short when you look at it from an eternal perspective. I hope to be happy, with my husband and our children, for a long, long time!
Happy Anniversary, Hubby!
5 comments:
Happy Anniversary Mal!
Your anniversary is almost the same as mone- Saturday:)
Happy Anniversary!
And I love that description of children. How profound.
happy anniversary!!! I hope you guys had fun, we sure did!!!
Aww cool. :) That's a great way to think of it—that our kids are our love personified. :)
Ohhh how very true. Children are the result of our love. Lovely!
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