Today is our twelfth anniversary. Today we will celebrate the way we normally do…together, nothing fancy, just a nice dinner here, alone. There will be quiet. We are at the point now where we don’t need to talk. We are comfortable with that. With each other. We have been together long enough (21 years now) to know that words aren’t always the best way to show our love for one another.
For us, love is making a big, nice dinner for your husbands birthday.
Cleaning the floors after you forget your wife’s hair appointment and she is forced to cancel it even though she is in desperate need of a haircut…that’s love (or fear, maybe, but let’s go with love).
Letting him go to the game, the one you planned, while you take the screaming redhead back to the cabin where there is no tv to watch the game. Yep, love indeed.
Filling the wine rack up because you know a little glass of wine (or three) makes 5:00 a little easier on her. Definitely love.
Nope, we don’t need words. My mom always said “actions speak louder than words.” That has never been more apparent than it is now.
I love you DJ. Happy Anniversary!