I did not receive any gifts or roses from hubby dear on Valentines,not even a card!And it has been years since he has not gifted me anything on this particular day. Does it mean he doesn't love me? Certainly not! Does it mean he is not very expressive or romantic? Hmm...yes. He laughs when I give so much importance to Valentines day and calls it 'extortion day' . It used to bother me a lot initially. But over the years I have matured and started to appreciate the subtle yet ever present expressions of love and caring from hubby. The initial euphoria of days bygone when sky seemed bluer and roses redder has evolved into something far deeper. I have accepted the fact that he is a man of few words (and even fewer surprises!) :)
When I was amidst green girl's fantasies , love to me meant roses and scented candles. If it was not expressed romantically and poetically it was not love! And oh how I sulked and moped when I did not get my way. But today after 13 years of being married and staying under the same roof I have trained my eyes and mind to look at expressions of love in small everyday gestures. Today I know that it is an expression of love when he offers to do the laundry when I am too tired. When he makes me a cup of hot tea when I am not feeling well. When he helps in household chores on the days I am too busy completing my kids' project books. I know it is his way of saying "I love you" when he ignores my widening waistline and accepts me the way I am!
I know it is love when he good naturedly praises my cooking even on the days when it has not turned out very well. When he ignores the mess in the room. When he refrains from retorting if I am in a bad mood.
When he respects my personal space. When he gives me the freedom to take my own decisions. When he asks for my opinion in matters that really matter to him.
And I know that it is definitely love when he rushes back home every day after work , to me and kids! When in a room full of people his eyes search for me. When he feels uncomfortable in female company and looks at me for help. :) When he looks at me with silent admiration in his eyes. I know it is never going to be roses and candles for me but I am content with what I have! (which is actually a lot) . I dedicate this line by Robert Browning to my hubby;
Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be!
When he respects my personal space. When he gives me the freedom to take my own decisions. When he asks for my opinion in matters that really matter to him.
And I know that it is definitely love when he rushes back home every day after work , to me and kids! When in a room full of people his eyes search for me. When he feels uncomfortable in female company and looks at me for help. :) When he looks at me with silent admiration in his eyes. I know it is never going to be roses and candles for me but I am content with what I have! (which is actually a lot) . I dedicate this line by Robert Browning to my hubby;
Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be!