I just wanted to share a quick story from this morning that I think is appropos.

I was making our morning coffee and didn't have enough sugar for two cups. I usually take 3 spoons of sugar in my coffee and He takes 2. I had 2 and a little more. I made His coffee with the 2 spoons and had the "little bit more" in mine. When He found out that I'd put almost no sugar in mine He became very upset and told me that He didn't want me to sacrifice anything (specifically enjoying my coffee) for Him.

I told Him that my drink was fine and He should drink His before it got cold. He tried to hand me His cup to drink and I refused. He threatened to dump it out if I wouldn't drink the coffee with the sugar in it.

I began to cry, saying that I WANTED Him to have the sugar, that I wanted His coffee to be perfect and please don't make me cry about this, as it made me happy to give Him a good cup of morning joe.

He drank the coffee. He said it was the best cup of coffee I'd ever made Him.

And even though it is such a small, tiny, and silly thing in retrospect... I did REALLY cry when He threatened to dump out that coffee. And I enjoyed mine just as much because I knew that I had chosen to give up my sugar so He could have His.

I said to Him as He held me, "I will always sacrifice my desires for yours". And I really meant it. Making Him happy is what makes me happy... even if it means I don't get any sugar in my coffee, or I have to eat sushi 3 times in a week, or my feet hurt, or I don't want to put away the laundry.