Who is the most important person?

We decided to plan what we are going to do on the house by the week rather than the day because everything always takes longer than we think it will.
I’ve also been contemplating writing our story on here in a series of posts. I think it would be a good trip down memory lane and a great place to keep track of everything.

Now, on to business! So “Mornings with Brant” posted the following on Facebook:
“Sociologists have a theory of the looking-glass self: you become what the most important person in your life (wife, father, boss, etc) thinks you are.”

So I was thinking, “What do I actually think of Hubby?” Since I am supposed to be the most important person in his life (Excluding God its true!). If he will become what I think of him how can I make sure he becomes a better person? How can I make sure he grows into the man God has for him to be? (I know, I know, its not MY job, its God’s, but if this is true then I have finally found my role! albeit a small one…). So as I was thinking this I felt immediate shame for some of my thoughts, afraid to even think about what I thought of Hubby.
And then I worked up some courage and…I think he is generally a good guy. He is the best husband in the world. He loves fiercely and will defend those he loves to the death-even at the loss of other relationships. He is the best hugger in the whole world if you can get him to stop and give you a hug. He is easily frustrated. He tries hard-very hard-at everything he does and he gets angry when it doesn’t turn out the way he had planned. But he has incredible patience too. He doesn’t take constructive criticism very well, but he does try to take it well and sometimes he succeeds. He does not deal with things well when they are unfair-even if they are unfair for someone else and not for him. He cares, he really, truly, deeply, cares about others. He has strong opinions and he is not afraid to share them if you give him half a chance.

Now having written this I am ashamed again…I often times don’t treat him this way. I don’t mean to not treat him this way, it just happens. I don’t mean to not share things with him or hurt him, it just happens. And for that I am truly sorry. I can’t even begin to imagine how much I have hurt him. IT is now when I desperately want him to know that I LOVE him more than anything else in this world.

Now, who is the most important person in your life and what do they think of you?