Why I love him

We met at a party six years ago. Within the first sentence of our first conversation, I knew I wanted to be with him. I remember how he listened to what I said so carefully. It also impressed me that he lived by himself with a cat. Not sure why exactly, but I guess it implied he was sweet and would be willing to clean a litter box. We've been together eversince. I know this will be embarrassing for him, but he'll get over it. I just love him so much.
Dear Chris,
I love you because:
1. No matter how hard the day is at work, or how dreadfully long, you always have a smile when you come home, and always ask how my day was.
2. One day a few weeks ago I was on the bus looking out the window at the clouds, thinking about how beautiful they looked. I then wondered whether anyone else on the bus had noticed the sky, and thought of how sad it would be for no one to notice it. Later that night I asked you whether you had happened to notice the sky earlier, and you said "Yeah, around 4 o'clock? It was really cool". You described it just the way I saw it.
3. You put a huge amount of effort into accommodating my "anal" preferences around the house. For instance, whipping up all those little beard hairs from the sink after shaving, even when you're in a rush to get to work. Yes, I notice.
4. Never once have you made me feel bad about a screw up or failure. I admire your ability to have faith in people and to know that there's no point in making someone feel worse than they already do. Likewise, you never hold a grudge. I don't think I have this quite down pat yet, myself.
5. For that time our walk home was extended by ten or fifteen minutes because you had to help me pick up stranded worms on the sidewalk and move them to the nearby grass. We (you) must have saved a dozen of them.
6. You are the hardest working person I know.
7. You have the best, most creative ideas, (and are great at rearranging furniture).
8. You love me even though I'm a hippie and you hate hippies. I really appreciate that.
9. Your cleverness and sense of humour can get me out of the worst moods. I have so much fun with you!
10. I love your dimples and your lack of a butt.
11. Last but not least, I love that you tickle me when I'm doing the dishes even though I tell you to go away and leave me alone. You always make me smile.


1 Comments:
Tere,
Have been reading your blog, and I love the pictures. The mention of Korea is sudden and without explanation. Maybe at the museum, you'll tell me more about why you wanted to come. :)
Kate
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