Before my wife and I were married we sat down with my bishop (the leader of our local congregation) for some advice. During the interview he mentioned that there are times where he will look at his wife and suddenly feel overwhelmed with love and gratitude for her (at the time they had been married 20+ years). There was no rhyme or reason for those moments happening when they did, they just happened. He related that on several occasions he had awoken from sleep for whatever reason and looked over at his wife and the moonlight resting on her illuminated her facial features ever so softly and he would shed a tear or two because he could not believe that he could be so lucky and so blessed to be her husband. He promised us that if we lived our lives in accordance with the teachings of Jesus Christ and clung to one another we too would have moments like that.
Now, nearly seven years later, I have had experiences of my own like that. Moments where I look at my wife, and there is nothing unique or unusual about the moment, and suddenly feel consumed with love for her. I'm not sure why it has happened when it has and I have no idea how to replicate them. It just happens. But I am grateful that it does. Those moments, I think they are tender mercies granted me from God, are little treasures and help me remember why I married her, why I am still married to her, and why I want to be married to her forever. In those moments I silently recommit my heart and my life to her. The best part is it typically happens so quickly she doesn't even know it happened.
I love my wife. I am grateful and proud to be her husband.