Tuesday, August 02, 2005
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...
Posted by Red ::
9:13 PM ::