I had a funny exchange with my H the other day. I was hanging on him and telling him how much I love him. We were cuddling and talking. He started in again about how he just isn't so sure about what love is as I am.
His analogy:"I don't know if I'm in love. I know I've got to take a sh**." My husband and I were having an intimate heart-to-heart and this is his contribution, the sum total of his insights on love. Well, I cracked up laughing. In fact, I laughed for two days. When I finally stopped laughing I did tell him that I understood his point.
I also told him that I know that I love him, because it's a decision one makes. I know that I'll always love him because I'm a stubborn-head.
