I know there are a lot of big things that help make a marriage work, but it is also a lot of little things.
The little things, like the husband who makes my tea while I am in the shower, then takes a shower, then goes outside into the cold to shovel the snow from around my car, scrapes the snow off of my car, and gets it started so it is nice and warm by the time I am ready to leave. Through the winter, he does these things consistently, and I remember again and again why I love him.
On a completely different note, he has never once read my blog, which is fine with me. I don't think he even knows the URL. I think he would be embarrassed if he ever did.
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he is a sweet man...
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