I just wanted to clear things up, mostly for myself. I love my husband a ridiculous amount of much. The end. He is fantastic in so, so many ways. Balancing life and love is not one of these, but I didn't mean to sound like I expect (or need) our anniversary to be the event of the millennium or, on the other end of the spectrum, Armageddon. I know whatever he has planned will be heart-song beautiful. Because I love him, and know that he loves me so deeply. I really never knew such unconditional love could radiate from one person to another as does his love for me. The crap he puts up with. The crap I put up with. But it all fades away when I can curl into his arms and fall asleep, with our cats at our feet, basking in the crazy radioactive love-glow that we give out.
I will be curling up in that position right about now...
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