Flying High on Love

Yesterday, as I was flying into Nashville, I experienced the worst turbulences I’ve ever come across. In the past six months, I’ve been on no less than 40 flights and this one was by far the rockiest. The young man sitting in the middle seat next to me was just a few seconds away from a complete meltdown. Literally.

While dropping from the sky at a rate so quickly the flight attendants began power walking down the aisles to the back of the plane, the only thing I could think of was: 1) Heaven and 2) Keith. My prayer is always the same when those turbulence begin and my guess is they are similar to what a person might say on their death bed. I always have a great deal of peace about them, I simply pray I won’t feel any pain, won’t be scared, and will go straight to heaven.

As for Keith, my prayer this time was a little different than usual. For some reason, I found myself praying that he’d love me for the rest of his life. But, and there is a but, I prayed it will be way down the line. I prayed he would fall in love again and the children we weren’t able to have together, he would be able to conceive with another. But again, I was hoping this would happen many, many -possibly light years- away.

I guess I’m hoping that even after I’m gone, he will remain in love with me as I know I would remain in love with him. Technically, it shouldn’t matter what he does once I’ve moved on from this life, but for some reason it does. I want this love we have to continue in his heart and mine until the end of time. And what’s beautiful about today is I am still here.

Less than 10 minutes after the horrid weather rocked our plane, we dropped to below the clouds and were able to fly the rest of the way from that level. So as I wrap up my business meetings in Nashville today and await my time to return home, I’m grateful for this life and the opportunity I have to love the wonderful man I call Papa.

I refuse to wait until it’s too late to begin loving my husband. I will enjoy every moment of our life together…today. And every day. Until the end of time. What about you?

Until tomorrow…make it a great day!

Why I Love My Husband (the never-ending list):

78. He is my biggest fan.

79. He never looks to point out what I’ve done wrong or the err of my ways. He looks for how he can build me up and make me feel great about what I do right.

80. He buys me bottles of every kind of water except Aquafina and Dasani (the two he knows I don’t like).

81. He texts me if a meeting is running later than he anticipated so I know to expect his call soon.

82. He is the most loyal person I’ve ever known.

83. When I travel on business, he always gives me 1,001 reasons to want to come home.

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Fawn Weaver

Founder at Happy Wives Club

Fawn Weaver is the USA Today and New York Times bestselling author of Happy Wives Club: One Woman's Worldwide Search for the Secrets of a Great Marriage, adopting the same name as the Club she founded in 2010. The Happy Wives Club community has grown to include more than 1 million women in over 110 countries around the world. She’s an investor in real estate, tech sector and lifestyle brands. When she’s not writing or working, she's happily doting over her husband of twelve years, Keith (and sometimes manages to do all three simultaneously).