Love is…

Love is folding the laundry so I can finish my ice cream

Love is telling me I look beautiful when I don’t because I need to hear it

Love is taking a day off work to make me a bouquet of a dozen roses out of red duct tape

Love is cleaning up the kids’ barf every time without being asked

Love is vacuuming the living room when company is coming even though the only difference you see is that it makes lines on the rug

Love is wanting me

Love is going to get the car, so I won’t have to walk in the drizzle because you know I hate how that makes my hair frizz out.

Love is taking care of a spider before I see it

Love is bringing home my favorite chocolate when the kids are driving me nuts

Love is buying the latest novel by my favorite author for me the day it comes out

Love is taking all of the kids to the grocery store with you so I can have 30 minutes of quiet

Love is just holding me because I feel sad

Love is staying with our little for the whole football practice because I don’t trust that new coach yet

Love is doing all of those silly meaningless romantic things because they mean a lot to me

Love is carrying my purse because my shoulder is doing that wonky thing again

Love is slipping cash into my wallet so I have a tip for my nail lady

Love is being proud I know more about some things than you do

Love is keeping my car filled with gas

Love is wearing a dress shirt and tie, when a polo would do, just because you know I like that

Love is being committed

Love is being faithful

Love is being present

Love to you,

-gina

What is love to you?  Shoot me a comment.  I’m looking forward to hearing all about it.

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