Well, really, love is little more than a man bringing a pillow out to his wife on the hammock.
But of course that’s not true.
It is a man knowing his wife, noticing that it’s sunny, that the toddler is down for her nap, that she can certainly be found reading, swaying just outside the sunroom.
It is a husband taking a break from the computer, the stacked papers, the receipt files, walking to the kitchen to refill his water glass, peering out the window to see she is dozing off. He will smile. He has chosen to forget her harsh words from that morning, chosen to forget the eye roll from last night, the pursed lips from the week prior, the cold feet nearly ten years ago.
Love is remembering to forget.
It is a man with mountains of work and a few minutes to his name, and yet, another choice: his wife.
And so, he will tiptoe back to the office, see the paperwork, set down his glass of water. And he will walk away from the desk, past the credenza and toward the sofa to grab a pillow – the plush one, the best one – and he will tuck it under his arm to deliver to an undeserving girl. He will pause his work, he will pause for her.
He is outside now, by the hammock, whispering, I’ve brought you something, and it is just a pillow and it is not at all just a pillow.
It is love, it is love, it is love.
Beautiful x
Hugs :)
This is beautiful. :)
Thank you sweet friend!
This post absolutely describes the relationship that I share with my wife- at any given time of the day, I would know exactly where to find her- and what she’d be doing. Together, she and I started http://www.gloopal.com – a free site for tutors and students to connect. We share the same entrepreneurial spirit, and we both want to make a difference in this world that we live in. Thank you for the beautiful post- I’m off to tuck a soft pillow behind my wife’s back as she reads her bedtime Enid Blyton book.
Ahhh, love this, Daniel!
Beautiful. Just beautiful, Erin.
Thank you, Angela!
The fact alone that you obviously love and appreciate such a partner makes you deserving :)
Oh this is such a sweet thought, Sid – thank you!
Love is indeed remembering to forget, and let go, and move on. It’s remembering the good, letting go the bad. It’s definitely the little surprise actions that say “I’m thinking of you. I see you. I care for you.” I love you.
You make me think so deeply, and I thank you.
Ahhh, thank you, Jamie. Love your comments. :)
Oh yes … that is my husband too. That sounds like how he is to me and how I have to work sometimes to be gentle back.
Ha, yes, yes, yes. :)
oh, my heart. this is lovely and refreshing. thank you for sharing with us. the importance of showing forgiveness and grace in a marriage (or any relationship for that matter) cannot be overstated. xo
Ah, thank you Layla! :)
I love this one.
Thank you, Whitney!
:)
this is magical.
Maggie
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Ahhh thank you!
This is so beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
Ah, thank you sweet Stacy!
wow. that is some sweet talk. smiling. thanks.
Thank you for reading, Sharon. :)
Beautiful, Simple. True.
X
Lauren Jade
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Thank you, Lauren!
That is love. The very definition of it. <3
:)
Just stopped by here after a long time and saw this lovely post. How wonderful…
Ah, thank you!
And his name is Jeff.
He’s my husband.
:)
“Love is remembering to forget.” And knowing when to remember.
I love this.
Love this – thanks, Melissa!
I This brighten my day! Thank you.
Thank you :)
Love. Simply love.
thank you :)
melts my heart….who needs a diamond or a mansion, when you have love like this!!
amen!
One of my great friends always told me – and hubby, she knows us both ever since we were teenagers – that love is a garden: it needs attention, constant care, enough light, but not too much, enough water, but not too much… I guess it is all in the balance.
Ahhhh I love this. :)