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Tuesday, August 02, 2005Little Things
 It's the little things that make me love my husband as much as I do.
 
 Don't get me wrong, I crave those grand movie gestures that make a girl go all weak-kneed, but the little things sustain.
 
 It's the way he still opens my door every time after 10 years.  Tonight, I was griping about sticking to my diet and mentioned I should go buy some carb-free items to refocus and he helped me figure out the best time to go, and even offered to make dinner so I could go.  When I returned, dinner was nearly ready and he had made my brussels sprouts (which I love and he hates) just because he remembered me vaguely mentioning I wanted to have them.
 
 It's little things.  It's how he comes outside to help me carry in groceries without me having to ask.
 
 After 10 years, I still notice the little things.  I still appreciate them.  I practically swooned when I noticed the brussels sprouts simmering in water on the stove at how thoughtful he was.  You would have thought he had given me roses for my reaction.
 
 I have to believe these little things are a huge part of why we're happy.
 
 In your own searches, don't forget to notice, appreciate and do the little things...
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