Our neighbor Gordy called. He had three baskets of strawberries, picked today, for our little family's eating pleasure. Dave and I walked hand-in-hand down to Gordy's house. Yes....we are that 'in love.' Watching people fall out of love is a scary thing. (Did you see Jon & Kate plus 8's season opener? It was sad.) Especially when it sneaks up on you and your not sure when it happened. Dave and I had some issues that were eating us up about each other. Not talking about it only allowed resentment to build. I didn't like feeling that way. I want to feel loved, appreciated, cared for and shown tenderness and I want to have those same feelings towards my husband. We talked and we are working on changing some of our bad habits that are hurtful. And in finding out that we still cared enough to want to change made me fall more in love...again.
It felt good to walk hand-in-hand. To laugh and enjoy each other's company. To feel protected and loved. We will be married 15 years this July. And I want to say on July 30th that I am as crazy in-love with him on that day as I was when we were first married. You know....the crazy in love where you can't get enough of him kind of thing. Well that is what we are aiming for.....but on any given day I'm sure you will still be able to get a little complaint out of me. That comes with 15 years too! I hope though by 30 years I'll have forgotten what those complaints were.And I am still interested in feedback on Funky Vintage Kitchen if you didn't see yesterday's second post below.