Three Pink Roses and The Cat That Ate Them
Posted on October 21, 2008 - Filed Under 3678 | Leave a Comment
Bless my man’s heart! He brings me flowers, after nearly 4 years together.
You know that special kind of flowers?.the for-no-reason flowers.
I was on the phone (happens a lot) and he came home after golf
yesterday with three pink roses in a bud vase. Not just a bouquet from
the store. No, he took time and picked something for me.
I can’t help but reflect on how cool that is. I choose to realize
how happy he makes me feel at times. Knowing he took time to think of
me while he was away from me builds my confidence in my ability to
strengthen our connection by thinking about it in a consciously
positive way.
Don?t Assume What He Is Thinking
Posted on October 21, 2008 - Filed Under 3678 | Leave a Comment
As the meeting went on?past the scheduled ending time, I felt my stomach clutch into a knot. Knowing my man was waiting for me and yet wanting to stay until the end of he meeting, I found myself feeling tense and uncomfortable.
I knew he would be upset and I find myself bending over backwards to
keep that from happening. I felt pressure in my throat. Wait a minute
here. Haven’t I felt like this before? Only a thousand times. Wait
another minute, how old am I? Thirteen?
