Last Thursday my husband and I celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary, so it seemed only appropriate to dedicate this week’s blog to my partner and great friend, Kevin. Not long ago, Suzie asked all of us what inspires us when we create our heroes. (She then proceeded to call Jerrica, Erin, and me goody-two shoes for saying our inspiration comes from our husbands, but I’m over it now. Really. I am. *sniff*)
It’s true, though. My husband is my inspiration. Before you all go “Aww, that’s so sweet,” I should tell you he’s not always that nice. For example, one time I was holding off going to lunch because I was waiting for him to finish up some work at the office one weekend, fighting back my hunger. If you know me well, you know hunger plus me equals potential rampage. Don’t mess with my food.
He finally rolled in mid afternoon and I practically pounced on him, ready to tear apart the closest Chinese buffet and anyone who tried to stand in my way. And wouldn’t you know it, he wasn’t hungry! What? Not hungry? How could that be? It was 2 o’clock in the afternoon! Well, my darling muse had met our friend Herman for lunch, which explained the reason it was taking him so blasted long to finish at the office. (In fairness, I should add we didn’t have plans to have lunch together. Mostly because I couldn’t reach him on his cell since he left it sitting on the kitchen counter.)
Furious, I let him have it. How inconsiderate, blah, blah, blah. I may have said a few choice words like $#%^ and &&*#@$%&**. He looked at me with the most sympathetic look, hugged me close, patted me comfortingly, and whispered in my ear. “Poor Samantha, you don’t get to go out to eat good food like Herman and me.” LOL. Okay, it wasn’t funny until about five minutes later, but he did make me laugh. And he made lunch for me, so it was a little easier to forgive him.
Kevin’s ability to rile me up and derail my anger at the same time is just one of the qualities my heroes have in common with him. My heroes love to give the heroines a hard time, but it's all in good fun. Speaking of derailing my anger... The first time my husband jumped in with judo moves to block my words in an argument I just about fell on the floor laughing. (Oh, and he makes fun of my incredibly goofy laugh that only he has ever heard because he is the only one who has ever made me laugh so hard I can’t breathe. So you see, he's not that sweet.)
Another trait my heroes share is his protectiveness. One of my favorite stories his mom tells from his childhood is when she was pruning roses and a thorn poked her. A little while later, she heard a whacking noise and found a 4 year-old Kevin bashing the roses with a big stick. When she asked him what he was doing - I imagine a panicked voice here - he said, “Don’t worry, Mommy. They won’t hurt you anymore.” Fast-forward almost 30 years later and a much older Kevin is about to bash the lab tech who is flubbing up a blood draw on our baby girl. My husband is not a violent person by any means, but he will take a stand for those he loves, and I love that about him.
One of my favorite heroes from my bachelor series, Jake Hillary, tends to be a bit on the clumsy side just like Kevin. Let’s just say if there’s yard work or a home improvement project going on there’s a good chance the first aid kit is coming out. Worst case scenario, I’m driving him to the ER, laughing like a maniac and feeling like the most horrible wife on the planet. (Honestly, I can’t help it! It’s not funny, but I can’t stop laughing.)
Super smart, generous, kind, supportive... He has so many qualities to inspire the best kind of heroes. Even the mundane parts of life are fun with Kevin. The other day I asked him to make out a grocery list for me, and I would run to the store to get what we needed to grill out. The list read something like this… burgers, buns, ketchup, fish gills, soda, tongue stud cleanser, 10 lb fishing line, bathroom destinker, XOXO (sloppy), sacred joy 12 oz, guitar picks…
I love you, goofball. Thanks for making the last fifteen years fly by.
Now I’d like to hear from the rest of you. What do you appreciate about someone you love?