Last night before we went to sleep I spent a few minutes laying on my Mat's chest.
Just laying there in my oversized t-shirt on his bare chest listening to him breath while we talked about our life.
It's easy to do when you're half his size.
I told him I loved him. He told me he loved me too.
I said, "you do huh? like you really love me"
And he said, "yeah."
Except he took a deep breath before saying it. He kind of sighed when he said it.
It made me laugh and I told him that it sounded... heavy. Like loving me is heavy.
I know I'm a lot.
He laughed because he is well aware.
He knows it takes guts, wit, patience, and so much humor to love me.
Tonight I sat on our bed wrapped in a big fluffy blanket on my macbook AND my phone while he worked and watched tv from the recliner he has in our bedroom.
I was working on sending out emails for The Hip Handmade Market, helping do some planning for a friend's campaign, and thinking about a few extra things we had come up that we weren't expecting at work all at the same time.
I looked up to see him smiling and starring at me.
I paused for a minute and asked him what.
"I love seeing you like this. In your element. I know there's so much going on in that brain of yours."
Love is real you guys.