Saturday, August 24, 2013

I Know My Husband Loves Me Because. . .


he always offers me the last nacho chip on the plate
 
if I take the last nacho chip, he doesn't get mad
 
he reads my stories a hundred times to find the mistakes
 
he never corrects me, he helps me correct the mistakes
 
when I ask silly questions, he answers instead of laughing
 
when I want to step out of a comfort zone, he steps out with me
 
when he can't go with me, he cheers me on
 
when I get lost in emotions, he holds me
 
when I need my space, he gives it
 
he bows on the knees with me
 
when I can't get back up, he lifts me up

when I don't want to cook, he acts perfectly happy to eat a bowl of cereal
 
when I ask if I should cut my hair he responds with "I love it no matter how you wear it"
 
I'm in my 50's and he always tells me I look like a college girl

when I throw up and miss the basket, he cleans it up

he patiently helps me with rewrites even if it has to be a hundred times

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If that ain't true love, I don't know what is!
I'm so thankful!

Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm;
for love is as strong as death,
its jealousy unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
like a mighty flame.
Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away.
Song of Songs 8:6-7

True love goes both ways,
next time he can have the last nacho.

 
 
 

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