It's not cire.

And that's just one of the things about me that is so different than the way I used to be.

Used to be there had to be something "in it" for me.
This is just me wanting to help my husband.
If he doesn't love me anymore, he certainly isn't going to love me just because I help with some yardwork.

No matter what, I want to help him.

No expectations and no fear, either.

Feels pretty good actually.