How You Know You've Married The Right Person

Sorry if this post gets too deep.

I'll start out easy. When we first brought the foster kittens home. I looked around our huge garage and said, "We have plenty of room for a second set of foster kittens." Without pause, my husband looked around and said, "Yeah, I guess I could build another area over here."
I just couldn't believe he said that. He'd really do that for me and our daughter.

When Miss Dora moved the foster kittens and we couldn't find them, he readily agreed to help us find them, and he was the one who found them. When we realized that we'd need to create a new space for the fosters to live (because Miss Dora wouldn't quit trying to move them), he got right to work making a new space for them. I didn't have to beg for help.
My husband isn't perfect. He hasn't offered to scoop any litter boxes. But he also hasn't asked me how much I'm spending on food or litter. And he hasn't complained about anything.

The thing is is that I think he "gets" me. It's never been a secret that I'm an animal lover. I come home all the time telling him about my latest animal rescue. Many times, we've been in the car together, and I've had him stop or turn around so I can help an animal.

I believe that God created all people for at least 2 reasons: 1) to be happy and 2) to make the world a better a place - to do good while you're here. There are more reasons, but I won't go that deep. I personally believe we all have a purpose in life. Some people are meant to help the homeless, or teach, or foster children, or be a missionary. There are so many possibilities for doing good in the world.

I know my purpose is to help animals. I believe God meant for me to help his creatures when I can. Knowing that brings me a huge amount of peace. I know I'm on the right path. And I know that my husband knows and that he understands my purpose. And he's okay with it. Imagine if he wasn't? No one would be happy.

We're all happy here; not perfect; but happy.

The other day, I encouraged my husband to sit with me and our daughter and the foster kittens. The kitties were climbing all over him. He had such a big grin on his face. And he was making that noise he makes when he's playing with a cute little animal - can't describe it. He was happy. Even though they have claws and teeth and know how to use them, sitting with the foster kittens is very relaxing!

I know I married the right man.