I was still in my fuzzy bathrobe, so I quickly changed clothes, grabbed my coat and keys, and drove over to the hospital to make the delivery. Being out in the bitter cold of the early morning served to remind me how very blessed I am to have a husband who works so hard to provide for his family. So as he was leaving for work today, I told him, “Thank you.”
“For what?” he asked curiously.
“For going to work every day,” I answered. “I get to stay home where it’s warm, but you go even when it’ freezing outside, and you never even complain about it.”
This statement elicited the sweetest smile. “You’re welcome,” he said sincerely, then gave me a hug and headed out the door. He would have gone regardless, but having his hard work recognized put a spring in his step that even the cold winter weather couldn’t chase away.