I wrote this awhile ago but it stands true today as well.
L I see you. I see you putting away laundry, doing the dishes, taking out the trash, checking the mail.
I see you bringing me coffee, checking in on me, saying hi then giving me space. I know that in that time you would rather be with me but I am grateful you see I need to feed my introverted soul.
I see you checking things off the never ending family to do list and running errands.
I see you enthusiastically playing with Z after a long day at work and running around the yard with the dog who missed his master.
I see you getting up in the middle of the night to the calls of Daddy (and sometimes even Mommy) only to crowd yourself into Z’s little bed until he goes to sleep again.
I see you. I love you. Thank you.
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This blog was the most loving tribute a wife could give to a husband; the many things we see but never comment on. Beautiful!