Up until about two weeks ago, I was so wrapped up in my own head, my own anger, my own disappointments that even as I was sharing them with Inspector Climate I was taking him for granted. I was used to our routine and how it made me feel comforted and supported. I was used to him doing the dishes after I laboured in the kitchen, and I'd become complacent over his fantastic vacuuming skills (I've vacuumed our apartment only twice since we've lived there...Dude has mad vacuuming prowess).
Sometimes we ask each other "will you marry me again?" And the answer is always yes.
Sounds pretty wonderful. :)
ReplyDeleteAw, very cute, I'm happy for you!
ReplyDeleteThis sounds more promising! I'm glad to hear some things are going great!
ReplyDeleteThis post makes me so, so happy! =) You two are adorable!
ReplyDeleteYay! Love this post!
ReplyDelete*smile*
ReplyDeleteThat was sweet! Wishing you all the best.
ReplyDeleteIt amazes me how in love with Izzy I am. And I'm glad you're feeling better. Love is grand, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteI hope you continue to ask that question and that the answer is always yes... for years and years to come :)
ReplyDeleteAwww...this post makes me happy. So glad you're still happy about your choice :)
ReplyDeleteAwh, very sweet!
ReplyDeletethe trick you see is falling in love with each other over and over again!
ReplyDeletesweetness!
Aw, sweet. My hubby makes me breakfast in bed every morning. I try to thank him every day, but he does so much more that I never acknowledge.
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