. . . like the taco and accompanying poem. . .
I kept it up for a while, but like affection for pets, exercise, and out-of-town travel, these romantic gestures I used to show him slowly fell by the way-side as we had one, two, three, four kids.
So, how do I begin to reclaim a little of that romance now?
I think it begins by recognizing how we've both grown and changed - how circumstances are not the same - how some of the same gestures and gifts would not mean as much now as they did then - how some resources are more limited now and others are more readily available. The romance changes a bit. . .
. . . but reclaiming the romance also requires recognizing that no matter how we've both grown and changed, we both still want to know. . . we want to feel. . . love, affection, devotion, acceptance, preferance, passion, romance.
I'm dedicating the next couple weeks to loving my husband - focusing my attention on it more than I have in quite a long time. I'm beginning my days chosing just one simple way to show him love. I'm ending my days thinking about what I most appreciate about the man I've decided to spend the rest of my life with.
Beginning with decision, ending with gratitude, and filling in the middle with love-in-action.
Finding lots of encouragement and good ideas at A Holy Experience, too.