I am a complete and total sap, an over the top romantic. I want every day to be filled with kisses, hugs, poetry, odes to me.
The truth is that everyday romance is a bit more subtle.
Although, I will never stop wanting grand romantic overtures I must acknowledge that my life is filled with modest quotidian loving gestures. Sometimes I dismiss the wonderful things in my life because they do not resemble the moments I see portrayed on film or written about in novels, but the truth is that I am living in my own romantic comedy. Here are a few of the things that I experience on a regular basis that prove that most of the time it’s the little things that count:
- Every single morning for the last 8 years, Unknown Papi makes me a cup of coffee. When he proposed to me he brought me the ring inside of a fortune cookie with my morning coffee.
- He cooks for me.
- When we worked together he would stay an extra two hours after his shift to wait for me.
- If I am taking the bus home at night, he meets me at the bus stop so that I don’t have to walk home alone.
- He buys me clothes for no reason and I like them.
- He tells me I’m smart.
- He laughs at my jokes.
- He does way more dishes than I do.
- He won’t let me clean the bathtub because it hurts my wrist.
- I never ever have to take the trash out.
- When I was pregnant and having severe panic attacks there was an entire week when I could not sleep for more than 3 hours every night. He wouldn’t sleep if I wasn’t sleeping because he wanted to take care of me.
- He spoons me.
- He is attracted to me and shows it.
- He likes who I am.
This post was inspired by words of wisdom from The Wannabe WAHM.
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