and his answer was “pizza”. Then he spent the next five minutes expanding on all the things I could write about pizza. It was cute.
Needless to say, I’m not going to blog about pizza, because I like mine plain, and that’s pretty boring. But the excitement in his voice as he gave me that response did give me the idea to write about all the things I love about him instead. Please excuse the schmoop.
- I love that when I don’t feel good he’s the best nurse ever. He always makes sure I take medicine if needed, rubs my tummy when it hurts, and puts cold washcloths on my forehead when I have a headache.
- I love that even when I’ve had the worst day ever, he can find a way to make me laugh through my tears.
- I love that every single night after work, he picks me up, puts me on the kitchen counter, and kisses me.
- I love how dedicated he is to staying healthy, and motivates me to do the same. He has completely revamped my eating habits.
- I love the traditions we’re creating together. Like driving through the Hartwood Acres Festival of Lights every Christmas, and eating at Chili’s every May 8th to re-live our first date.
- I love that my parents told us they can tell he’ll always have my back.
I could go on and on, but I’ll end with this. More than anything else, I love that he could have had any girl in the world, but for whatever reason, he chose me.
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