I was feeling rushed. I rushed from room to room trying to get stuff done.
My husband walked past and reached out to give me a quick hug, but I brushed past him quickly, asking him to wait as I entered the bathroom.
I was busy cleaning the bathroom, straightening things up and I walked out as quickly as i had rushed in. My sweet husband was standing outside the door, waiting on me, as I rushed past him once again. I stopped in surprise, "You're still here waiting?"
He reached for my hand and pulled me close to him. He hummed quietly and with one hand on my back, and the other hand holding my hand, he danced me around slowly in the kitchen.
"I love you," he told me.
Little things like this make me fall in love with him even more.