Words of Love

Today we bought a deck of cards that has different "intimate" ideas on each card. I was flipping through some of the cards, but one in particular caught my eye, "His For Her: Words of Love". Then I read further, "Tonight, I am going to make love to you with my words. I think you are wonderful, and I think we are great together. I am going to tell you what I love about you, about us, about how you make me feel when you do those things you do." Phew. I read on.

"As good as we might be at making love physically, most of us neglect making love with our words. Talking ot her, praising her, admiring her is not only pleasing to her, it also helps to remind you of your own feelings.

"......and tell her what you appreciate about her, her body, her mind, your partnership. As you make love, tell her that you love the softness of her skin, the cuve of her waist, the shape of her breast. Say, "I love it when you..." Dedicate yourself to saying at least ten positive things about her and your feelings for her. She may know these things, but she loves to hear you say them."

OMG. Had he read this specific card somewhere else? A time before? He does EXACTLY what the card had suggested. He says the most beautiful things to me when we're being intimate with one another.

Just Friday evening, he was saying so many wonderful things to me that I, honestly, got misty eyed while in the act of making love. Every single day, this man that I love, somehow always manages to tell me or show me exactly how he feels for me.

And to be honest, I love it. I love him. I love our life together. He is my everything. How could I not have fallen for him? Tell me that.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

He tells it like it is:-)


"I'm so glad to hear you're feeling good today, my sweet lady! You deserve to, and you should always feel good. You're pretty, you're funny, you're smart, and you have a fantastic husband!"

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I love my husband; more than anything in this world. He moved to Austin, Texas from Long Island, New York. Not for me (well, not in the conventional sense), but because he hated the cold (amongst other things). I've lived in Austin my whole life. I want to experience 4 seasons, a different part of the country.

Is it unfair of me to ask him to move; knowing that he moved to Austin and he loves it? I'm not saying I'd want to move away forever (unless we both love where we move to), but I'd really love to live someplace else. We've discussed Upstate New York. I would go anywhere he wants to go.

What should I do? What should I say? I don't want to disappoint him. But I don't want to stay in Texas forever.

Monday, July 9, 2007

I know all of my posts are about something that Bill has said to me that's super sweet, today let's reverse roles.

Message From The Universe:

Ever have a dream at night, Misty, when you wondered in the middle of it whether or not you were dreaming? Knowing that if you were "just" dreaming, you could rewrite the scary parts and enhance the happy parts: run faster, jump higher, laugh your head off; summon guides, travel through time, read minds; levitate, manifest, do the impossible? But then, you thought to yourself, "No, this just can't be a dream, it's way too real."

Yeah, you're having one right now.

My response to my friend Anna: "Every day of my life with Bill is like a dream."

July 7, 2007

It's been a few days since I've posted anything; but that doesn't mean that my darling husband hasn't said or done a single sweet or loving thing for me. Quite the contrary. This morning when I woke up, I told him about a bad dream I had had. I asked him, "how much do you love me?" He said, "what would you like?" He actually got dressed and went to get Donuts for breakfast. How sweet is that?

This man truly is amazing. I love him more than words could ever convey. He is my world, my life, and he means more to me than anyone ever has. I hope he realizes just how much he is loved and cherished.