Smith makes loving me look effortless, even though I know he works at it. There’s just an ‘ease’ to the way he does it. It’s unlike any love I’ve ever had.
Smith is solid. I need that. He’s slows me down.
He doesn’t show excitement, but loves that I do.
He’s quiet and I’m loud, especially after coffee.
He knows my heart and feeds it well.
He knows I love the beach more than anything! He likes to fish, and doesn’t really see my love of just sitting there listening to the ocean, but it works out.
When I was going through Chemo, he wanted to cheer me up. He drove to my home, put me in the car, and took me to the beach for the day.
This man drove over 8 hours in one day so I could sit on the beach for a few minutes.
I had no hair, so he tied his Chef’s bandanna atop my head. He offers solutions to situations, but one of my top favorite skills he’s acquired is listening.
When I posted this Feel the Music, the words reminded me of Smith. Especially this…
Crawl up in that bed right next to her and listen, Instead of having all the answers.
He doesn’t try to fix me even though I wish he would sometimes. He offers suggestions and they are always good ones. He thinks outside the box.
We’ve been through so much and it hasn’t been easy, but he says, “What we have is worth fighting for.” Smith makes it look like there ain’t nothin’ to it.