I don't always feel like an interesting person. It's easy for me to get caught up in the mundane details of life at home. Yet even when I'm not discussing a new book, idea, spiritual concept, or current event, Len listens to me.
He pays attention when I gripe about school for the zillionth time. He appears interested when I explain why I'm dissatisfied with my latest attempt at Sunday gravy or what makes my newest coffee cake kit so wonderful. As I drone on about laundry, driving logistics, chores, or cooking, my husband really listens.
That's just one more reason I know he loves me. <3