Love

I always thought it was silly when people would say they watched their loved one while they were sleeping. That is until I fell in love with Josh.

It's the little things that remind me of how lucky I am to have him. I can't sleep tonight because I'm sick and Josh and Milo are basically hogging the bed. But instead of moving them or going somewhere else to sleep, I feel loved. I feel loved that I have this beautiful man in my bed and in my heart. I feel loved that my big orange kitty wants to sleep sprawled out at my feet every night. So I watch them sleeping. And I fall in love with every curl on Josh's head again. And I look at how peaceful he's sleeping and I fall in love with him again.

I am so lucky. I mean how many men go out and buy their wives fuzzy pink blankets just so they'll have something cute to curl up with while they're sick? I don't imagine many would do that.
Josh loves me no matter what. He loves me whether I'm sick or bitchy, fat or thin. He loves me if I don't clean the house. He loves me even when I spend way too much money on stupid things like clothes. And I love him not matter what too.

This is what marriage is. It's watching him sleep, and fuzzy pink blankets, and taking care of each other when we're sick. I can't believe I ever had a life without him.