Mar 06, 2017 i love you more than…
I was falling asleep in our hotel room in Honolulu a few nights ago and I can vaguely remember Derek reaching over to brush his fingers through my hair and caringly say, “I love you.” Every night without fail I know it is the last thing that will tickle my ears at the end of every day.
From the start of our marriage Derek has always ended his day with I love you. He wants it to be his last thought before he goes to bed at night-whether we are together or apart. No matter how out of sync we are. Some nights I hear him whisper it in my ear and I respond verbally. Sometimes I am too tired to respond with little more than a squeeze on his arm. Most nights I am passed out and I don’t hear him say it at all. On days that I am quick to feel anger, want to cry over nothing and everything, or I am being stubborn I know at the end of my day he will still tell me he loves me (don’t I sound like a dream to be married to).
I am wired for love and try to practice it everyday towards friends, family, or myself. One habit Derek and I have is playing the “I love you more than” game. We try to out wit the other with our responses. Some of my most recent gems are:
I love you more than an old lady loves to pinch fluffy cheeks
I love you more than I love sleeping
I love you more than Beckett loves his lion cozy
Derek has seen and knows all of my biggest imperfections. My weaknesses. I wouldn’t say we are perfectly compatible in every way. But the thing is I can be totally imperfect with him and I know he only adores me more. I read this quote a while back, for me it is what real love is after “being in love as burned away.”
“When you fall in love, it is temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then it subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No…don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love, which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away.” -Captain Corellis Mandolin
Derek my roots are entwined with yours, I love you more than plastic is pliant!