"Honey, will you...?"

As part of my goal to give more this year, I've started paying attention to all the things that I ask (or even just expect) Kent to do for me. He is so sweet, and so patient. He'll do whatever I ask, and usually without even complaining. (usually.)


Kent will do the dishes for me, fold the laundry, make lunch or even dinner, humor me by making the bed at night just before we get in it (even though he thinks it's ridiculous), get me a glass of water whenever I even look thirsty, doesn't complain when all of my bathroom stuff takes over the tiny bathroom counter, opens the car door for me every time we get in it, and on and on! It would take me forever to list everything my sweet husband does for me.


And so I was thinking, how often do I try to do little acts of service for him in return? But more than that, how often do I just expect him to give to me, because I'm thinking more about myself than about him?


So I've been trying this week to stop myself anytime I start to ask him for something, and instead ask if I can do something for him. Instead of asking him if he'll get me a drink, I try to remember and ask if I can get him one.


Of course, I haven't been perfect at this, but it has opened my eyes just a little bit more and started to teach me to give more, and expect less.