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Friday night and yesterday morning/afternoon we went camping for our church‘s marriage retreat, something I was completely stoked about. In the midst of the killer campfire fajitas, keeping an eye out for the notorious roaming bear (!!!), and waking up in the middle of the night to air up the air mattress (again), I had a chance to really sit back and relax with my hubby and 16 of our closest friends.
There were campfires built, tents that were set up, amazing food that was cooked, and tons of laughter.
We all told stories of funny nicknames, first kisses, and craziest places that we’ve made love. And yes I just said ‘made love’ on the blog…it’s marriage people!
But something that made me really sit back and thing about our marriage and what Nate means to me is when we all decided to go around the campfire and talk about what animal our spouse would be and why.
As everyone took their turn I was hearing things like mountain lions, golden retrievers, bears, and other manly animals for the guys. While I could see Nate being represented by all of those animals, I just couldn’t pinpoint exactly which characteristic in an animal I would choose to represent him with. Among other things he’s extremely entrepreneurial, driven, hard-working, protective, and loving. Then it hit me!
“If I could pick any animal for one of Nate’s best characteristics, I would say he’s a duck.”
Enter the roars of laughter and evil eye from my husband. He said, “You better have a good reason for that one sweetie, I can feel the nickname ‘ducky’ coming…”
“Let me finish! When we were growing up, we had a female duck that lived in our neighborhood. I never EVER saw her fly, and she had a highly damaged right wing. The thing is there was always a mallard with her too, always walking with her, laying with her, eating with her. It didn’t matter what the weather was like, he was always there by her side. Nate is the one who knows how ugly my heart can be. He has seen what a selfish, messed up person I am. He has seen me crippled by the lies of disordered eating and the portrayal of women in the media. And yet he’s always been there with me and for me through every storm of life. Nate would be a duck because he’s loyal and loving and has always been there for me.”
Turning to Nate I said, “I love you baby.”
As everyone ooed and ahhhed, Nate squeezed me close to him, kissed me on the head, and said, “Thank you sweetie. I love you too!” Now it was his turn.
“This better be good with all the crap he gave me about calling him a duck!” I thought, staring up at the studly man who is my husband.
“Ummmmmmm…I guess if Heather could be any animal she would be a cute little puppy dog.”
“Why?!” I asked.
“Ummmmmmm, because you like them and think they’re cute and stuff….ummmmmm, I don’t know…” In shock we just proceeded to the next couple while this time I gave HIM the evil eye and he squirmed a little bit. And then we kissed and made up.
Because sometimes in marriage you’ll have the answers, and other times he will. And that’s 100% fine with me.
But now I don’t care if all of the guys at church call him “Ducky” from now on. 🙂
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