The Most Beautiful Wife in the World

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Each morning, as dawn breaks, my husband David turns to me, his long, slender arm draped over my body. He nestles his chin into the curve of my shoulder, his lips brushing against my ear, dry with the remnants of sleep. In a voice that is both gravelly and husky, he begins to sing a familiar tune.

Well, it’s more of a chant, really. He’s not exactly a world-class vocalist, but his words never waver: “You are the most beautiful wife in the world.” My skin tingles, and my senses perk up as I absorb his affection.

I’m wearing cropped yoga pants that have a sizable hole in the back and a plain white tank top, sans bra. Let’s just say my last shower was two nights ago. My hair is a tangled mess, plastered against the pillowcase, hiding evidence of drool that escaped during the night. In all honesty, I am not the most beautiful wife in the world.

I’d wager I wouldn’t even make it into the Top 100. If there were a contest called “Who is the Most Beautiful Wife in the World,” I would likely be disqualified based solely on the condition of my leg hair.

But here’s the kicker: he genuinely believes I am that wife. He sees me as the most beautiful.

Me?

I had four children before David came into my life. I have stretch marks in places I never expected, like behind my knees and above my ribs. My torso is too long while my legs are so short that they dangle awkwardly when I sit at my desk. I wear a size ten in jeans and have a healthy stash of Spanx. When I jog (which, let’s be honest, only happens when I’m being chased or rushing to a sale), my body jiggles in a way that’s less than graceful. It’s like a bizarre fruit display gone rogue. And he’s seen it all.

Yet, he still insists I’m the most beautiful wife in the world.

I needed to explore a few logical explanations for this. First, after conducting several at-home vision tests using every app on my iPhone, I’m confident he doesn’t have vision issues. So, the idea that he’s not really seeing me is off the table.

Secondly, I can rule out the notion that he’s never seen anyone else naked. He was married before me and has likely encountered some “quality writing” in magazines like Playboy.

So how is it that he perceives me as stunning, while I see nothing but flaws?

I blame society.

Not exactly you, but maybe the guy in the cubicle next to you, your seventh-grade teacher, or that salesperson at Victoria’s Secret who once told me they didn’t carry my size.

While you may be showering, wishing for a flatter stomach, your partner is likely just trying to sneak a peek. If you turned around and said, “Hey, let’s be spontaneous,” do you honestly think he’d respond, “Sure, but let’s turn off the lights so I don’t have to see your stretch marks”?

Here’s the truth: while wives often think they’d be more attractive if they had a tummy tuck or lost ten pounds, husbands generally find them incredibly appealing just as they are. I’ve done my research, and feedback is overwhelmingly positive.

Who’s telling you that your body isn’t perfect?

Only people who don’t really matter. Only those whose opinions you don’t value. It’s that nagging voice in your head suggesting you’re not a great mom or unworthy of a promotion or shouldn’t wear that dress.

Who’s affirming that your body is just right?

Only the man who shares your bed every night, the one who sees you naked every day and would drop everything for a spontaneous encounter. It’s his voice that reassures me, whispers in my ear, “You are the most beautiful wife in the world,” as I close my eyes and try to embrace his words.

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Summary:

In this heartfelt reflection, Emily Carter shares her amusing yet poignant insights on self-perception and the often-unseen beauty that partners see in each other. Despite feeling less than perfect, the love and admiration from her husband lead her to reconsider her self-image, highlighting the disconnect between how women view themselves and how their partners see them.