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~ Her noticing i fixed my hair differently today
~ Enjoying nature together ~ Fixing her Zen garden for her to put on her desk ~ Hot coffee and warm night nights in our cozy home, after a long day in the mountains |
- being called 'sunshine'..
- days off from work for relaxation & reconnecting - date nights, cooking adventures & constant appreciation & love.. - a fb connection & much in common with His precious daughter, feels pretty wonderful to me..♥ |
When they get up to get something for themself, and ask, "Can I get you anything?"
The sweetest bouquet of hand picked road side flowers, or flowering weeds! |
a kiss right on the lips!
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Her helping to find your keys because you lost them again.
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because She is present with ME, always aware of me,,,, i feel like a priority
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- Our moon, every night, connects Us & keeps Us close.. ♥
- memories of dancing under Our moon on the jetty one night.. - Thich Nhat Hanh - my teenage daughter helping me with Supper, full of smiles & chatter.. - airborne...............................okay, not really.. |
Like how hys voice makes me feel loved, wanted, desired, and above all else, necesarry to hym, the desire to be there~~not only for the love and protection hy provides, but for the feeling that I can provide something for hym. I want hym to feel the compassion, love, adoration, desire, (lust?) longing, and happiness I feel, and all that I can't express, but hy already knows....
The little things, like the furbabies not fighting, and discussing boundaries. Like saying when I hate me, and feeling love from hym anyway. Hearing hym breathe, after a night of so many patients having 'trouble' Hearing how happy hy is, in hys voice, and choice of words. Just feeling what hys voice does to me physically, emotionally, and mentally, regardless of what hys saying.... I wish I had the vocabulary to describe my feelings...but in many ways, I think that may make them commonplace, which they aren't. So, I'm content with the reality, and continue to strive for the eventuallity. I think I like that more. The little things, are the major things, and I love them both. |
A text making sure I'm up for work.
An offer for soda to be brought home. Food. Climbing in bed, hearing her CPAP, knowing she's just fine. Getting sprayed with water from her CPAP and waking her up to tell her to put it back on. Coco between our heads. Peppa behind her knees. Kisses as I sleep. Waking up to feel concerned hands on me, whilst telling me I feel feverish... even though she's running late. I love you so much! texts Excited texts about plans |
- Seeing Him wearing His stud muffin tshirt i got Him..*smiles* & all the attention He receives for it from everyone... love my stud muffin !!
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The little things....
I went to get the mail today, and discovered the most thoughtful little envelope with a little card and a candy bracelet from my friends Belle and Bully, for Valentine's Day. :) A wonderful busy weekend with friends. :) |
The way she puts perfume and sprays the inside of your car so that on the way to work or home you'll be thinking of her. Never had that done but wouldn't mind. Actually it's something I would do for her.
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My bed is super high, so my Pinky (she's a little mite) can't jump into it. She sleeps at the foot of my bed in her crate (door open, of course) which is padded with a pink bed and a pink blankie (is she spoiled, or what!?).
In the mornings she comes to the side of the bed and starts hopping up and down and whimpering/talking to mommy to get the heck up and feed her! Sometimes I tease her, and make believe I don't hear her - boy, does that get a reaction! She will continue in this way until I get up. Then she brings her toys for me to throw so she can fetch - but she never wants to let go, lol, so it's tug-of-war time. This is our daily routine. My Pinky is a scamp/imp, and I adore her to no end. And the fact that she's adorably cute-as-a-button, doesn't hurt her any either! She is approaching the 'terrible twos' - may heaven preserve me! ;) These are the small and joyous things in my life that are really BIG things.I love my Pinky! |
The way he always brings beautiful flowers, when he picks me up.
The way he opens the car door for me and closes it when I get in. The way he always smells so good. His voice and the way he laughs. |
- little doodles in my book from my daughter reminding me she loves me♥
- my son carrying a sketchpad with him everywhere he goes these days , he's so talented, and so glad he's pursuing his art! - baked apples! - Daddy understanding my need for organization *looking around my desk with all of my lists i've written for my upcoming trip to Oregon* lol!! |
I sleep in the recliner downstairs because of my shoulder surgery. He comes down three times a night to check on me, to make sure I am ok. I have caught him doing this...its so tender and sweet
Sometimes, coming home from work, he brings me treats. Ice Cream Drumsticks, bit of honey bars, fresh fruit, Diet Dr Pepper...these are things I wont keep in the house because I will eat too much of it. So he paces them out and surprises me with them he brags to everyone how I save leftovers for the wild animals outside, and feed the outside birds when it is cold and snowy, and how I freeze and save bread all year round that has gone stale so I can coat it with bacon or peanut butter for the outdoor birds in the winter he argued his point (and won!) to the director of the theater show he was in, that he didnt need to cut his hair (which is half way down his back), because he knew how much it mattered to me that his hair stay long... he warms the lotion before he puts it on my feet... |
a peck on the head..............
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A Valentine's card slipped under the windsheild wiper....:loveletter:
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...Making it easier for me to eat healthy. Massaging my aching forearm after boxing. The sound of her voice next to my ear as I wake up. The feel of her body next to me as I sleep. All small things that mean the world to me.
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Little things...
Just munched on the little candy bracelet, and it made me feel like a little kid... A nice little Valentine's bag with a beautiful card, pretty red journal embossed with flowers, and Ferrero Rocher chocolates... |
Every little thing about her is absofuckinlutly amazing....I'm completely in love.
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This is one of the most beautiful threads I have ever read...
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Reading all of the wonderful things everyone did on V-Day here on the webs and learning by phone what others did or had done for them.
Me and Bully taking Mom some candy on V-Day knowing she was missing my Dad and just being with her for awhile, laughing, talking about old times and lots of hugs and kisses. After an awesome two day celebration of V-Day here in the Bully/Belle Villa, going to bed, snuggling, and hearing in the stillness of the dark "Happy Valentines baby, i love you". Love and romance are beautiful things. (f) I went to sleep smiling ear to ear. |
~Coming home to a clean place, which he took the time to do before he got on the road to drive back home.
~Posts on FB that start off "Hey Laney, look at this!" ~Telling me that I do not need the make-up, the eyelashes etc because he thinks I am beautiful anyway. ~His grooming of my eyebrows; he does an amazing job of this (must be the perfectionist in him). :sparklyheart: |
When he calls me at midnight because he has a dream and just wants to share it.
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Meandering about Portland....finding the nearest Stumptown coffee to bring home for when she arrives. Knowing she will smile and let me do the work. SHutting the world out for a day....the coalescence of energies which few see through the myopic scope:bunchflowers:
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Having my favorite soy cheese in the fridge when I come for a visit.
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All of these little things comprise very immeasurable things...love, adoration and devotion. :awww: |
It's the little things like...
in the middle of chaos, no words needed, just reaching for their hand. |
I was laying in bed watching basketball with my computer and my sweetie brought me the computer lap desk to use to be more comfy. :)
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- Daddy saying He is proud of me - hearing the words "goodgirl" - every moment We spend doing things We love doing together, so the distance isn't so hard as it could be... - keeping it real, ALWAYS...that amazing connection, Halfsides.♥ |
A very special Valentines Day
A beautiful bottle filled with sand and special stones and shells from the beach, along with an original poem scrolled, placed inside and written just for me.
The first few lines: My Sweetheart It is our first Valentines Day The first of many to come I love you as I have no other In ways I never could have imagined ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The rest of the poem is even more beautiful but too personal to share. Tears were shed by this femme. |
CIJS bibbitybobbityboo
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the treat of a coke!
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like making her wait even when she has been good. gggrrr....
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The little love notes you get. I miss that.
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seeing an amazing Dear post in the Dear thread, that brings me to tears, because His love & support for me blows me away sometimes.. Especially on my difficult & challenging days in my Recovery & this Eating Disorder...
He so publicly adores me and puts it out there so proudly - not only online but with His loved ones that are so dear to Him & i truly never doubt that i am so loved and that He is proud of me, seriously proud of me.. i love Him, so damn much.. |
Ever since i was a child i get so frightened if i lose sight of the person i'm with while in a crowd of people. I freak out actually.
So, She never lost sight of me tonight at the Lady Vols Basketball game and i felt totally safe. Oh AND She bought me cotton candy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
Today's little thing...
My mom called to tell me she loves me, and that she thought of me today when she was looking at bracelets at a local shop in Tucson. She said she thought "I'll just have my daughter make me one", and left empty handed. :) |
A wonderful friendship where it is nice to be understood without having to explain....
Kind words heard on a bad day... Being needed... and something that may appear very little to some...just the ability to still have my mother at 86 and father at 92 years of age....their love is immeasurable and their generosity still exceeds any ability to make it up to them... |
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