Interesting.
It's Valentine's Day, on a Sunday....how did that work out for me, (and us) today?
Actually slept well, so that was a gift in itself.
Hubby did wake me up, with a sleepy gruff voiced "Happy Valentine's day".
A few minutes of both of us, curling up again, and trying to enjoy the last cozy moments of being half awake, half asleep.
Finally hubby braved the cold kitchen floor, and set coffee.
As we enjoyed our first cups of coffee, in bed; the bread rolls were baking in the oven, and the soft boiled eggs were staying warm in their "blankets". A cozy breakfast together, and a few more cups of coffee .....mmmmm.
It's nice that it's Valentine's day....but I am blessed that this morning treat is a daily routine, that hubby does for me (and us). It's his personal loving way....to say "Love you"....each and every morning.
I still get a thrill of happiness, when he stumbles up the stairs; with coffee, and newspapers in hand.
Just the fact, that he does this faithfully even after 40 years....means the world to me.
It's a small but grand gesture to me......and I love him even more....for things like this.
Cards, flowers and gifts are nice....but I prefer something personal......like our coffee in bed ritual....it has become a cornerstone in our marriage. Something that we look forward to, count on, and lean on...together.
It's Valentine's Day, on a Sunday....how did that work out for me, (and us) today?
Actually slept well, so that was a gift in itself.
Hubby did wake me up, with a sleepy gruff voiced "Happy Valentine's day".
A few minutes of both of us, curling up again, and trying to enjoy the last cozy moments of being half awake, half asleep.
Finally hubby braved the cold kitchen floor, and set coffee.
As we enjoyed our first cups of coffee, in bed; the bread rolls were baking in the oven, and the soft boiled eggs were staying warm in their "blankets". A cozy breakfast together, and a few more cups of coffee .....mmmmm.
It's nice that it's Valentine's day....but I am blessed that this morning treat is a daily routine, that hubby does for me (and us). It's his personal loving way....to say "Love you"....each and every morning.
I still get a thrill of happiness, when he stumbles up the stairs; with coffee, and newspapers in hand.
Just the fact, that he does this faithfully even after 40 years....means the world to me.
It's a small but grand gesture to me......and I love him even more....for things like this.
Cards, flowers and gifts are nice....but I prefer something personal......like our coffee in bed ritual....it has become a cornerstone in our marriage. Something that we look forward to, count on, and lean on...together.
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