I love when my husband works from home. There are obvious reasons, like he’s home before 8:00 PM and I can leave The Baby in his crib to nap while I pick up the oldest from school.
The real reason I like when he works from home is that sometimes I get to hear him on the phone and it reminds me of the badass kid I fell in love with all those years ago.
When Kevin and I met he was a cocky, 20 year old lifeguard. He wasn’t obnoxious, just obviously confident and I totally dug it.
Many years later as we have weathered the storms of life together, he and I have learned the good the bad and the ugly about each other. I forget sometimes about that 20 year old swagger.
Then I hear him on the phone with clients or coworkers and I remember that sometimes he’s still a badass. Even today it’s not in an obnoxious way, but in a way that says, “yeah, I know I get stuff done and I do it well.” It’s lovely to hear.
When you are truly best friends with your mate, you get to see the vulnerable side that no one else does. You learn the fears. You find the breaking points. You see what it is like to rebuild. You grow together and make each other stronger, but the process (if you do it right) often means you reveal each and every weakness that you have ever had. This is a gift of course; having this level of trust. I would never trade it for the world.
But sometimes, it is not only refreshing, but a little stomach-butterfly inducing to catch a glimpse of the other guy-the one the rest of the world knows, the one you felt all gooey about all those years ago.
Now I just hope no one from Kevin’s work reads this or they’ll never take his calls the same way again.
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