My wife gets me. Always.
When I don’t hear what she says, I impose my opinion, my thoughts and my world on her.
I can have every interaction create, or every interaction destroy. My choice.
My body takes care of itself – except when my thoughts get in the way.
Thinking over and over makes it harder to choose.
When I’m ill, there’s something to learn.
Waiting for the right time avoids action.
The love is right beside me.
Friendship isn’t only about time spent together.
The little acts of love always catch us unawares.