I have a small cross stitch in our bedroom that says, "I love us". I was thinking about that this morning while looking for a missing left shoe.
I love my husband, Wayne. I love him like breath. I love all 6"4" of him, his blue eyes, his broad shoulders and cute buns. I love his mischeivious sense of humor, his calm voice, his work ethic, and for the most part the way he loves me. But, even more than I love his own personal character traits, his virtues and his foibles...I love US.
I love the way we have intermingled with one another. I love the way we laugh together, the way we bouy one another up. I love the conversations we have sitting on the patio, the private jokes, the looks across the room. I love having someone to finish my sandwich, someone who's back I can scratch...and who occasionally scratches mine. I love holding hands in bed, knowing one anothers favorite kind of ice cream, and sharing the agony and ectasy that has been part of being parents to our four children. I love that we conceived, bore, and raised them together. I love feeling protected, worried about, mostly understood, and at times having him shake his head in bewilderment and mutter, "Why would you DO such a thing?". I love being asked, "Where's Wayne", and I love knowing where he is. I love belonging . I love US!
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Caryn wrote "I love feeling protected, worried about, mostly understood, and at times having him shake his head in bewilderment and mutter, "Why would you DO such a thing?"."
And I loved this post. Oh I wish I could put US into words, but I don't have to as you did so well...
wow, i love your tribute to your husband. have you read it to him? i can just hear him saying something like..."now why did you do that?" i read my husband allen my tribute and he didn't say much but think he was pleased that i appreciate him. isn't love about that appreciating the other person with all their strengths and weaknesses just because they exist and have made the commitment to be yours whether a spouse or a friend...what a lovely wall hanging. i love us...very appropriate.
A loving post. You are both blessed (and/or lucky) to have found each other.
This is such a lovely tribute to your husband and to your marriage. I hope you'll share this post with him. I know he'd love it.
that's the best part of loving...the intertwining of hearts/minds/goals. i have that with my robert, too. thanx.
I admire that wall hanging every time I visit. So much is conveyed in 3 simple words.
It's nice that you speak so wonderfully of Dad. It's good for children to know and to hear about the love their parents have for on another.
I love how much you love your Stott hubby. I feel very much the same about mine. I hope that one day Thad and I will be able to look back on our lives together and feel the same way you STILL do. It's very romantic....(sigh)
Oh~! And I enjoy being able to scratch his back every chance I get! ha! ha! =)
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