As Brandilyn Collins would say, my husband is a normal. Meaning he's not one of us. The writerly, imaginative, somewhat disturbed, LOL... He doesn't enjoy reading & he doesn't really "get" my writing. Now I'm not saying he's not proud when he sees my byline in the paper--and he's so encouraging with my fiction. (even though he doesn't read it) He simply doesn't have a lot of interest in the publishing world.
It bothers me a little, but then he has a hobby that I don't like and I don't have any interest in -- that's a story for another time. ;) So imagine my surprise when I came home the other day and he said, "Hey, I know it's not much, but I got you this." He pulled out a scrapbook. At first I'm thinking, "Does this man know me?" I hate scrapbooking. (more power to y'all that get into it...just not my thing) Anyway, I'm looking at it wondering. Then he says, "I noticed your articles are piling up in your keepsake box and I thought you might want to put them in a scrapbook for when Tanner is older."
Awww...how sweet was that? I realized that though we are so different and he sometimes seems like he isn't listening, I think he is. I think he's doing the best he can in a world he has very little interest in and I need to be more patient with him and find ways to include him in this crazy world.
I know most of my readers fairly well and I know your spouses are very supportive, but do they "get" it? And what was the last just for fun, sweet thing your spouse did for you? Something simple, but meaningful.