I have the best wife in the world. I came home from work and just went and laid on the bed. El came and laid over me with her arm across my body. She went on to tell me about a blanket she used to have when she was a little girl. She would suck her thumb and run her finger back and forth across the bridge of her nose with a little frayed and balled up piece of blanket in between.
She said she felt content with that blanket – she had everything she needed at that time. She told me tonight that she felt the same way with me. I don’t think she’ll ever understand how much that means to me. I just looked at her and smiled and told her that I loved her.