I love you honey. Don't ever forget it. I love you when you are near me and when you are nowhere to be found. I feel better and more like myself whenever you walk in the room. I love the way you smell, the sound of your voice and the way you scoot around when you are chasing the cat. I love that you can look funny and a little scornful at the same time.
See.
I love our whole damn family so much that I can hardly imagine what I would be like on my own. I certainly wouldn't live in a home like this, or love it as much as I do. The best part about our place is that it is ours. Every daydream that I enjoy has you at the center of it somewhere. There is no hike I want to have without you, no road trip, no fancy food and no art that I can imagine that wouldn't be better experienced with you. When I daydream about building a little space in the basement it is because I want a place like that for us to enjoy. How lucky am I? Most married people want a man cave or a suite of their own. I just want another room to nest in with you and expand our fun little home together.
I often forget that for you, this little blog is a new space where you can connect with me. It seems kind of fitting that I just want to nest in this house and to feel close and you just want to nest in your mind to feel close.
I'm sorry I don't do this more.
There can never be enough ways to say I love you.
I love you all the ways.
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