Wife vs Inner Zombie

I hate gardening.  I mean really hate it.  I hate it with the same intensity those football fans who paint their chests and go to a game without a shirt on so as to show support for their team.  I LOATHE it.  In fact it has been my practice up until recently to avoid it at all costs.  My wife however loves it, so you can see the problem this causes.

Last summer my wife was diagnosed with degenerative disk disease which means that the jelly-like substance between the vertebra in her back is gone.  She has the back of an 80+ year old woman at the ripe old age of 42.  This means that many of the things she wants to do she is unable to do because they cause her a lot of pain.  That includes gardening.

So, what's a husband to do.  I can either stick to my strict 'No Gardening' policy or I can choose to garden for the sake of my wife.  Here's what I've found; though I despise gardening I do enjoy spending time with my wife and as our life gets busier that becomes harder to do.  So, rather than give in to my inner zombie and refuse to help her garden I have chosen to help her.  I look at it, not as gardening, but as spending time with my dearly loved wife and choose to focus on that.  It helps me to serve her with joy and not grudgingly or with the attitude that says I would rather be anywhere else but in the garden. Bottom line: I love my wife and choose to serve and spend time with her rather than indulge my selfish desires.