Love is… encouraging me to be myself and to learn, to thrive and to blossom
Love is… walking the dog in the pouring rain and telling me to stay in bed
Love is… whispering at the dead of night that I am gorgeous
Love is… driving the half hour to town to collect a takeaway meal so that I can put my feet up on Date Night
Love is… putting me first and foremost and,,,
Love is… wanting me to come first
Love is… wanting me to have whatever it is that I desire
Love is… buying me silk sari skirts and…
Love is… the twinkle in your eye when I twirl about in that silk sari skirt
Love is… driving over a thousand kilometres home from Spain because I feel more comfortable in my own place
Love is… in the way that you touch me
Love is… the cup of coffee that arrives at my bedside every morning of my life
Love is… desiring me no matter how old, saggy, baggy or wrinkled I become
Love is… is understanding my need for purple hair
Love is… cutting and dyeing my hair because I don’t like going to a hairdresser
Love is… doing the hoovering, filling and emptying the dishwasher and…
Love is… cleaning and lighting the fire even though you are warm enough, because it is me that is cold
Love is… understanding that housework makes me weep real tears of frustration
Love is… eating up a meal that has gone horribly wrong
Love is… telling me not to bother ironing that shirt
Love is… being faithful, come what may
Love is… everything…
and Love is also …. loving you right back.