In class yesterday a friend was complaining that her husband never does anything romantic for her.
She wants to be wined and dined, would love a bunch of roses 'just because' and bubble baths with champagne featured heavily in the conversation.
I didn't say much ( which for me is surprising).
I am married to the most unromantic person on the planet.
He substitutes wine and dine with a McDonalds takeaway in front of the TV
Flowers are for when things have gone very wrong ( like when you blow the "buying a new car budget" by several thousand dollars)
Bath times are solo operations and Star Trek features heavily in his his life.
On the traditional Romance scale, he doesn't even leave the starting line.
On our wedding day the biggest compliment he gave me was "Your dress is nice" and when I expressed my fears about the impending birth of our first born.I believe his response was a slap on the thigh and "you'll be right."
Sometimes I feel ripped off, or let down by the lack of obvious gestures of love. I didn't share all this in class, I don't want to justify his life and my life and our marriage and the why's and wherefores of how it works. It just does ok.
So I came home after a VERY long day of learning.
He made me a cup of tea.
He'd been to the store and was making sausages, mashed potato, vegies and gravy. for dinner.
He had taken small child to the park and played.
He'd fixed the tyre on large teens bike.
He washed the dog.
I fell in love again.
The big showy gestures are nice,
The small acts of love are nicer.
It is the first day of spring here today.. I hope wherever you are, small acts of love remind you that you are loved, that you are appreciated,