I find it slightly disturbing that every time I pick up a gun, the thought
"I'm coming, honey"
goes through my mind.
The chipmunks like the fact the scope is a blurry...
Thursday, September 26, 2013
A hug was an event
This has been on my mind for the last couple of days
I am thankful for the memories of each of the countless times that Lori would suddenly just stop what she was doing, put it aside, and walk over and give me a hug.
***** For no good reason.******
A book would be turned face down.
Knitting set aside on the floor.
The mixer left running and flour all over the counter.
My hugs were often more if I was passing by.
---- She made hers an event-----
Not a lot of talk, no conditions, just an event that made you special
My advise:
Regardless what today was like, or last week, or even last year, stop the very important thing you are doing, ( like hanging out online ), get up and go find your Significant one and give them a heartfelt hug.
You have better things to be doing. Do them now.
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