Have you seen the amazing video “Instagram Husband”? It’s freaking hilarious and so so true.
If there’s ever a picture of me on my Instagram, and I’m not wearing my wedding dress, Dan probably took the photo for me.
https://www.instagram.com/p/BCHYb2sLo2Z/
My husband’s photography skills enhance my blog. I’m uninterested in photography. I don’t want to take a photography course. I don’t want to learn how to use a fancy camera. Aside from all the pictures I take with my phone for Instagram (yes, I actually do take most of them myself, even with an Instagram husband), I don’t care that much about creating photos for my blog and social media.
But for better or for worse, blog readers like pretty pictures and colorful graphics. I do enjoy making my own blog graphics, but I don’t want to devote the necessary time to have beautiful photos. Luckily, Dan is a hobbyist photographer who loves me very much. Even before I started blogging, Dan enjoyed taking photos during our trips. His fancy camera predates Belle Brita. He even received his nice lens as “our” wedding present from one of his friends.
Now Dan indulges my need for beautiful photography of our adventures. Not only that, but he recently organized our digital photos on a network drive so I can better find them from my laptop.
Dan is the ultimate Instagram Husband, but he’s also so much more.
While it’s easy to write about the obvious work he does for my blog, the intangible benefits matter most to me. Dan supports me as a writer (and yeah, right now that means emotionally and financially!). He believes in me. He’s willing to be the only breadwinner while I invest my income from writing into my business. A year ago I was working full-time while pursuing freelance writing. I burned myself out. Dan gave me the courage to jump into freelance writing/copywriting full-time last May…
…and then my mom entered hospice care. I put my writing on hold to help take care of my mom before she died. Her death sent me into emotional turmoil, and an unexpected side effect was the shot to my confidence. Something about not working last summer–a completely logical AND emotional decision to make–undermined my confidence in my ability to be a successful writer/copywriter.
Starting my business while grieving my mother has been a challenge. My ability to be productive feels like two steps forward, one step back. Dan has been nothing but loving, understanding, and supportive this entire time. I am so grateful to call him my husband, Instagram or otherwise.
To the man who is so much more than just an Instagram Husband, thank you for getting me through two of the worst years of my life. Thank you for always being by my side. Thank you for loving me daily.
Today marks two years since the happiest day of my life. To mark our two-year anniversary, let me quote a great writer–myself!
You are an incredible man, and I am so blessed to call you my husband.
We might not share a name, but we share a beautiful marriage, and that is more than enough.
