So in Love

There have been times in the last 20 years, many in fact, when I have wanted to choke my husband. There have been more than a few times where I would easily have punched him in the jaw if I were another type of person. And there have been a few rare moments, scary moments, when I felt that we would never last, that our days together were surely numbered.

But then there are moments like this morning, and they're not rare, to be honest, where we're lying in our bed, our bare, warm skin pressed tightly to each other's, our legs intertwined and our arms around each other, where his head in resting on my chest and I can smell his shampoo and feel his soft hair against my chin, and my hand is running down his back, and his large hands are stroking my own skin, and I feel.....whole.

And we whisper things to each other in the dawn, and remind the other of how much we love, and how much we want, and how much we mean to each other.

It's moments like this morning that makes the other stuff seem so...unimportant. Those quiet moments when we are alone and we are one, even without lovemaking, mean more than so many other moments spent angry, or hurt, or sad or indifferent. They are the moments when we both know we are loved.

And now that I've gotten that out of my system, you may return to your regularly scheduled program. LOL

Yes, even I have my moments of mush. Sue me. LOL