Cameron and I have been together for almost twelve years, and it’s easy to slip into patterns. As much as I hate to admit it, I am not perfect. Sometimes I take him for granted. And sometimes I forget that it’s the little things that matter. Like shaving your legs.
It’s the little things.
The little things, like back massages and eye gazing and writing a card and taking the time.
The little things, like a husband wishing his wife MRS. M. STOFFEL OF ROCHESTER NEW YORK A SPARKLY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY and letting her know that HUSBAND M. STOFFEL OF ROCHESTER NEW YORK wishes her a happy birthday and wants to let her know that he will find a way to bring them both back to the island they love so much just as soon as possible.
The little things, like sharing the last sip and reminiscing about the old days and leaving a love note in the cutlery drawer.
There have been littler and littler little things these days. I need to remind myself that the little things are even more important than the big things.
Otherwise the lack of little things could turn into one really big bad thing.
Indeed, tis true but the flip side of that is we love and are loved unconditionally…. hairy legs and all.
One of our most favourite things to do when we lived out West was to take the beautiful back roads to Fort Langley, have a hearty pub lunch, then browse through all the antique stores and other interesting shops.
Now I’m thinking how nice it would be to go on an outing of sorts with my hubs. We need those times so we can make happy memories.
That sounds like a delightful way to spend a weekend. Is there anywhere (relatively) nearby your place where you can recreate your experiences, I wonder?
“Otherwise the lack of little things could turn into one really big bad thing.”
A true statement. But awareness and action and communication go a long way in keeping the spark alive – it is vital to catch things before it’s too late, before one partner has made up their mind that the relationship isn’t working.
I know that Martin and I often don’t take the time because he’s just too busy between work and building. I try to tempt him into going for a nice, long drive, one of our favorite past-times, and mostly he says “No, I’m too busy.”
And when he agrees, we always have a fantastic time and we laugh and talk the whole way, and we both agree that we MUST do this more often!
It is all about taking the time to make those moments. Life can get busy. We’re learning that we have to schedule some of those moments because otherwise they just don’t seem to happen. We’re trying to go out for dinner once on the weekend, because we both enjoy doing that. We’ve been going for curry at the Churchill Arms in Charlottetown lately.
love this post!!! the picture of you 2 is the CUTEST!!
I like it too. I love our body language. It seems very old fashioned to me. It was taken in front of a museum in Victoria, BC.
Thank you so much Laura Jane – I just about fell off of the desk chair when I was reading your latest post now! You are awesome (as is my husband) and I appreciate this special Birthday message from the both of you! I am so glad to have you as my friend on PEI….and look forward to meeting you & Cam on our next visit back to the Island! ~~Meg Stoffel
Ahahahahha, it was fun! I’m glad I was able to add to your special day.
Ah, yes, it is difficult to remember to do all the little things that really do mean so much.
Love the reminder and lets all try to take heed.
I used to leave little notes in hubby’s lunch box or somtimes tucked into a rolled up pair of socks tucked into his drawer.
Me too! Surprisingly enough, I like to express my love through writing–emails, notes, cards, and such. And I don’t cook much, so when I do it’s a total expression of love.
this seems to be a common theme in your blogging lately. Appreciation etc. I like it.
It’s a reflection of what’s going on with me lately, I guess. Now that we’re here and “living our dream” as I like to say, I feel that I’ve been taking our life for granted. Like, the dream has become the new normal, and I am not as excited about it as I once was. I don’t like that, and I want to go back to my original enthusiasm.
We make the little things anything at that we do together. Like grocery shopping, I dance in the aisle and sing the words to my hubbie who can’t hear them. We hug and kiss and hold hands.
Whenever we are together we make it special.
Life is full of tiny little moments.
Cute, Sal!!!!