Last night as Jared and I were dishing up our plates for dinner, he made a remark that perfectly illustrates how well he knows me. Jared had grilled up some chicken, and I was standing at the counter cutting it up. Normal people cut up their food once they sit down, so I can see how my actions might look odd. So as I was standing there doing weird things, Jared says: "Oh, are you cutting up your meat so you can read?" I dropped my utensils and look at him in surprise. That statement was so. incredibly. right. I do get my plate all ready to go so that I don't have to think about it while I read. I've been doing that for years, long before I met him, and the fact that he noticed, shocked me. I don't know why, it's not like he's completely unobservant, it just seemed like such a small thing for someone else to pick up on.
It reminds me of a line in a movie called Shall We Dance? with Richard Gere and Susan Sarandon. Susan Sarandon's character was sitting in a bar answering the question of why do people get married. Her answer: so that we may have a witness to our lives. Jared is the witness to my life, even the small, mundane things such as getting my plate ready so that I can eat and read at the same time. Or on Saturday afternoon, with no prior conversation or comments about it, Jared perfectly answers the question I rush into the room to ask him, "Do you know what comes out today?!?" His answer: "Harry Potter?" Because of course, nothing gets me that excited like Harry Potter. He knows that. He gets me. He understands me.
Here is a clip of the line in the movie that I'm talking about.
Amen, sister. Amen.