Sunday, December 14, 2014
He Always Has Ice Cream.
Five months and I have upgraded him from "Favorites" to "Speed Dial".
Next month I'll add him to my emergency numbers.
After all, I'm trying to take things slowly....
Yet all of the signs are there:
I let him drive.
I make him soup.
I warm my feet on him and give him the good pillow.
He brings me mellons and car freshener.
He puts together my Ikea furniture.
He always has ice cream.
He thinks I'm funny and is duly impressed that I can drive a stick.
He is kind and considerate, intuitive and attentive, and he ALMOST always knows the right thing to say...
(No, when I show you a picture of me with my 2 sisters and ask who is the prettiest, Deborah is NOT the right answer...)
He is my first thought in the morning and my last thought at night.
I am grateful every day that he is a part of my life.
Don't tell anyone because I don't want to jinx it, but I am really happy.