A couple of nights ago, as I was drifting off to sleep, my husband reached out and caressed my hair and forehead for a moment. I had my back to him, and he was snuggled up behind me. Then his hand stilled, but he left it against my back. It was lovely. The warmth generated from his palm was so relaxing.
I mumbled sleepily " Why does it feel so good to have your hand just resting there?"
"It's the knowing" he replied.
Thinking he meant just knowing that someone is touching you, but not quite sure that was what he meant I mumbled "the knowing?"
"Yeah" he said, "that I love you."
God I love that man.
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