I want this . . . . .

I love listening to his stories,

the way he describes the colors, 

and the smells, the weather, and what the sunsets looked like.

I love it all.

Now he is home and I can wrap myself around his body, put my head on his chest 

and listen to his voice vibrate while he talks. 

And he will rest his chin on my head just like he always does, and we will

stay that way for hours until we fall asleep.

I am so grateful for a husband who is so good.  

I am so grateful for our relationship and love.

I wish for everyone to be loved the way I am.

(one of these days)