This morning my dear, loving husband woke up in pain . . .
Why??? You ask.
Well I must admit that it is my fault that my poor hubby was hurting. Yup, I said it. My fault! No, I did not beat him. He's given me no reason to, lately that is. just kidding people.
So that said that I did not bitch slap him, the reason he's hurting is because I slept on his arm & chest ALL. NIGHT. LONG ! ! !
After all, who needs a pillow when the best spot in the world is right there in your man's arms???
Only this time I didn't roll off onto my side of the bed like I usually do. I stayed right there in his arms, the best place of all!!!!!!!!!!!!
And being the loving husband that he is, he didn't push me off of his arms to relieve the pain. No he didn't. He could have, right? But no. My love just let me sleep there without much care at all for his arm.
He might not be the most romantic husband in the world. He's not very good with little details, definitely not the romantic type, mushy type or anything like that. But I know he loves me and I love him. And in his own subtle way, him letting me sleep on his arm the entire night with no regard for his pain, well that just reminds me of how much he loves me.
This is just one more way of proving that LOVE HURTS.
But in a good way!!!