Little Things Mean Love
Many a days I have thought to myself that my husband didn't care about me anymore. The romance left years ago. I thought with the kids grown we'd have more special times together. But he stopped letting me be very close to him. His dog seemed to get more of his attention than I did.
One day a friend gave me some good advice that made me see things differently. She told me to make a list of all the things he does for me on a daily basis. So I made a list. The list was really a lot longer than I thought it would be and it's getting longer everyday.
I failed to look at all the things my husband does as being done out of love for me. But as I think about it I know he wouldn't call my boss when I'm a couple hours late getting home if he wasn't worried about my car breaking down or if I had a flat tire. I know if he didn't care he wouldn't call me at home from his job just to make sure I'm okay. Many times I come home to find he had picked up groceries on his way home and had supper waiting for me. For so many years all the housework was left up to me, but now he helps with that. I find myself feeling more and more loved everyday. I know all the flowers he plants around the house are there for my enjoyment. In the winter he often will start my car and sweep the snow from it. That's just one more little act of love to make my life easier.
I ask myself again. Does he love me? I believe now more than ever that he still does after all these years.
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