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The first person I want to call is my husband.

When I have good news.

When I’m ridden with anxiety or frustration.

When I’m giddy or over-the-top.

When the kids are acting like dinosaurs from Jurassic Park.

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When something has broken down (which usually means it’s a fire department day.)

Yes, even when I’m mad at him.

The first person I want to call is my husband.

When I’m anxiously awaiting test results.

When my kids do something amazing.

When God reveals something new.

When I see a kind gesture.

When my son asks something hilarious or profound for his age.

The first person I want to call is my husband.

He’s my best friend.

Biggest cheerleader.

The constant in my life (other than Jesus).

He checks in on me.

He knows how to translate every look and tone I have.

The first person I want to call is my husband.

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Being married is being with your best friend and doing life together through the heartbreaking and heart-leaping seasons of life.

It’s not easy, but it’s worth it.

If you’re in a rut in your marriage, start by letting him be the person you call. It just might be the start of something even grander.

Let him be the first person you call next time you have something to share.

When they need us—are we also willing to answer the call and listen?

*And by call him, I mean it’s usually a text or in-person conversation because the Lord knows my children are always so loud we can barely hear one another. 

Originally published on the author’s blog

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Lizzy Christian

Lizzy Christian is a toddler-chasing, coffee-sipping, firefighter wife, and vacuuming enthusiast who has a passion for writing. She is the founder of the Fire Wife Chronicles, which is geared on topics of motherhood, marriage, faith, & first responder family life. Lizzy received her undergrad in Crisis Counseling from Liberty University and her Master of Arts in Human Services Counseling – Crisis Response and Trauma from Liberty University’s Graduate School. She is a two-time NYC Marathon finisher and avid runner, and former School Counselor and Athletic Director. Lizzy married her high school sweetheart and together they have two sons and a daughter. Visit www.lizzychristian.com for additional resources and upcoming projects. 

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