Last weekend, my husband resigned from his precious job and made his way home. Many friends and relatives did not understand him, scolding him again and again. I distinctly felt that they were concerned about him, especially the housing problem and our daughter. There is no doubt that my husband have thought of the problems of paying the house mortgage as well as rearing our daughter. Believe it or not, I believe him,indeed, he can settle the problem eventually. Accordingly, I merely keep conversations brief when he’s tired—so he isn’t “flooded” by too many words.
Few days ago, I was occupied with correcting the English compositions. Having accomplished them, I felt quite tired and even a little dizzy. Maybe I indulged in doing it so that my energy all went out at last. At that exact moment, my husband handed me a cup of arhat fruit tea. Before he headed for home, I had told him that my throat was sore. When he came home, he bought the momordica grosvenori（羅漢果）佃声，telling me that I should soak momordica grosvenori with the boiled water and drink it. I was so lazy and busy that I ignored that. However, he did it, which made me moved deeply. I slightly caught his teacup and said "thank you", giving him a big smile.
Yesterday, I went to work in the early morning,forgetting to take my raincoat. After class, I intended to go home. However , the rain poured heavily that I could hardly move a step in the town. At the beginning, he sent me a message in the WeChat:“You didn’t take the raincoat, wait for me.”so I did. I waited for him patiently in the supermarket. Several minutes later, he appeared in front of me. I smiled brightly, so did he. Then we walked home together.
Every single day that I spend being your wife, I realize how lucky I am to live such an amazing life. I love you.
