I receive and feel my husband’s love in different ways.
He carries stuff for me. He opens the car door and pulls out my seat in a restaurant (not always but often enough to make me feel special).
He has a great sense of style and is our official home decorator. He is a hard worker and a dreamer. He is my encourager and cheerleader. He is sweet and affectionate.
When I picked him up from work yesterday, I felt his protective love in a fresh new way.