There's a lot to love about my husband, and I do. He is loving, intentional, and attentive. He is fun, serious, and thoughtful. He is an outstanding provider, family leader, and friend. Etc., etc., etc.
I've been thinking, though, not about why I love him, but about how I know he loves me. He gifts me with these signs, and I want to spend the week before Valentine's Day reminding myself (and you, I suppose) of a few of them.
Len understands that one of my love languages is acts of service. Once I casually mentioned how much I admired a neighbor's lantana flowers and how pretty some would look around the base of our mailbox. THAT DAY he went to the nursery, bought a set, and planted them.
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He loves me!
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