It's all so beautiful in the movies. The two young lovers walk hand in hand while the music crescendoes and everything is so romantic. You just know that they are whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears and nothing can possibly shatter this wonderful time they are having. It's all so magic.
Why don't you pan over to my night? To my date night. I had a date with my husband tonight which we don't do near enough. You see in that movie, babysitters are readily available and money and time is abundant. Not so here in the real world. Tonight my friend Renee graciously offered to watch the kids and our time was spent discussing where we should take the kids for ice cream and lamenting at how expensive the dinner was and how tired we were from the heat. See, that's the real world. That's where the rubber meets the road. I don't need the music and the flowers and the perfect date. I just need someone who is my teammate in this life, who says to me, "Which boy am I reading to tonight?" The real world is when you are both looking in the checkbook and trying to make the paycheck meet all those bills, it's when dinner doesn't turn out so great and sometimes we are crabby with each other for no other reason other than the fact that it is so unbearably hot. That's when relationships get tested, it's usually in those small quiet moments. I am grateful for my night because I could actually hear my husband while he was talking to me in the car!!
Thank you God for my night....
