First, some quick back story.
My husband and I run a business together … I hate meetings … and it really annoys him how bad (read: unprofessional) I am when it comes to meetings.
So …
The other day we were in a staff meeting. And after roughly 15 minutes (the limit of my attention span) my ‘meeting face’ kicked in. The one that says ‘I’d rather be anywhere on earth than here right now.’
I saw my husband caught a glimpse of my face. As his head did that double-take thing and swung back round to look back at me, I braced for the reprobation I probably deserved.
Instead his face softened and he just gave me a smile.
One that said ‘I know you hate these things. But push on soldier, they’re part of the job.’
In that moment I was simultaneously flooded with two emotions.
The first was that gorgeous warmth you feel when someone unconditionally loves you, no matter how much of a pain in the arse you are.
The second was shame for all the times in just the last few days (and there were many) where I reacted to something annoying he did with a sigh of exaggerated ‘patience’ or a roll of my eyes.