Commitment

All day today I was excited for date night...Chris and I don't see each other all that much due to our schedules, so we always try and plan one night that is ours.  Well, tonight, date night was cut short.  Chris's team finished practicing an hour later than usual, so we met at Outback for dinner, and not even 15 minutes after we saw each other, Chris got a call from one of his athletes who got injured and ended up having to go to the hospital to get x-rays.  At 9:15pm, we finished dinner and I drove Chris back to campus to attend to his job responsibilities.  In reality, Chris didn't have to go back to make sure this kid got into the ER ok and the paperwork was right...athletes go by themselves all the time because we are fortunate enough to have a hospital on campus...but Chris CHOSE to go back to take care of his athlete.  A couple of the athletes were still in the athletic facility and I walked in a little bit after Chris did, and one of the kids said, "it sucks you guys had to come back...but no other athletic trainer would've come back.  He is so dedicated!"  

Point of this post?  I'm grateful I married a man who understands commitment.  Before we even started talking about getting married, I knew he understood this concept because he has been committed to everything he does/agrees to/is involved in, and he sticks to doing things the right way regardless of how hard it is, how inconvenient it is, and how it effects him in the end.  What a great example he is to those kids.  They are lucky to have him, and I am I!