Tim and I snuggled for a few minutes last night when he came to tuck me in, as he does almost every night. He goes to bed around midnight; I and the cats are asleep by ten. Lying with my head on his chest, listening to him breath I told him three of my favorite things about him. "What do you like best about me?" I asked. He chuckled. "You have to pick something or it's a cop-out," I almost whined. He sighed loudly, and I thought he was thinking hard about what his favorite things are. What would he say? My hair? My brown eyes? My loud laugh? "You have to pick," I teased. "Oh, honey," he said in a poignant, almost pained voice (and for just a second my heart felt a flutter of fear), "I love everything." And with that he gave me a big squeeze and a kiss.
How wonderful to find myself still in love even after 22 years. "Nothing stays the same?" Maybe, but some things get even better with time.
2 comments:
Awww...so sweet! :)
See you tomorrow, friend!
22 years?! Sheesh, that's romantical.
By the way, based on your last post about the Benjamin movie I started looking into show times so Sam and I could go see it. I didn't realize it is almost THREE hours long! I think I might wait for that one to come out on DVD.
Happy smooching!
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