When my husband makes me a sandwich, he often gives me the bread heel, because he knows I love it. He also happens to love it, so that makes the sacrifice even more special. He also scratches my back without me having to ask, and he holds my hand when I’m going down the stairs because, let’s face it, I’m a klutz.
There are many ways to say I love you.
It’s remembering someone’s shoe size or their favorite flower. It’s putting up with insane relatives. It’s making sure someone is wearing their seatbelt.
It’s dropping someone off at the front door so they can avoid the rain. It’s handing them their vitamins after breakfast. It’s taking better care of yourself so you’ll be able to take care of someone else.
There are many ways to say I love you.
Sometimes, I love you means biting your tongue. Sometimes it means speaking up. It always means listening.
It’s giving someone else the last bite of apple pie. It’s sharing your secrets. It’s trusting and being trustworthy.
There are many ways to say I love you.
It’s stepping aside and it’s stepping up. It’s walking hand in hand, and it can sometimes be walking away. It’s sitting through a movie that wouldn’t have been your first choice.
Anything that demonstrates that you have given thought to what makes someone happy is a resounding I love you. Putting someone else first is another I love you (if you find the right balance). Allowing yourself o be vulnerable is perhaps one of the biggest I love you’s of all.
There are many ways to say I love you.
But sometimes people just want to hear the words. That’s important, too. Never assume someone knows. Tell them. If you truly feel it, you’ll never regret saying it.
Happy Valentine’s Day, dear reader.
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Thank You. May the love of your life always be the love of your life.
I suspect so. 🙂