Sunday, January 20, 2008


I think romance can be way overrated at times. My husband is not the typical "romantic" type, but I know he loves me. He doesn't bring me wine and roses, buy me chocolates and diamond pendants. He's more practical than that. He does things like make sure my gas tank is always full, get me my medication every morning. He does the laundry and dishes to help out, shovels me a walk way in the snow to my van and brings me dinner while I am working late. It's the little things he does that shows me he cares that makes my day a little brighter. It might not be the fireworks that light up the night, but just the little candle he left on the stairs to help me see my way to the bedroom after a long night at work.

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