Friday, June 27, 2008

My New Goal in Life...

You see, the thing about me is that I hate talking about feelings and all that gooshy stuff (those who know me will vouch for that). So here we go on the beginning of a roller coaster ride of me...

I love my wife (yes, I am a man who will say that)... and I really mean that I love her. Many men have said those words a little too freely over the years, and in my past I have as well.

So what is the meaning of love? I'm not the best with words, but here is what i've come to think:

Love: Something/someone that you feel you can't survive without; something/someone that your world revolves around.

Now that you know my meaning of love, you might take the words you see here a little more to heart and a lot more seriously. My beautiful wife is my world, and as a stupid, hard-headed man, I don't tell her enough how much she means to me or how much I love her.

She and I have been together almost nine whole years (this is the longest anyone has ever put up with me), and I'm just starting to figure out how much she means to me. As I said, I'm a stupid man just starting to wake up (finally!).

I realized the other day that I needed to pay more attention to her (I do drive around in the "Big Truck" and have lots of time to think). So I came up with this: I'm going to say or do something each and every day to try to make sure she knows how I feel.

Later that day, on the phone with her, I tell her that my new lifelong goal is to make sure that, by the day I die, there will be absolutely no doubt in her mind and heart how I feel about her. I send her text messages all day long, probably driving her nuts because I don't leave her alone.

I have managed to bring home to her two dozen roses in the past two weeks: one red dozen and one white. The white dozen was just accompanied by a card, nothing exta special. But, I'm proud of myself for the presentation of the red dozen!

I'm out in the "Big Truck," and I get this bright idea to do something special... so I send a text to her telling her I have a treat for her later when I get home (suspense drives her nuts, so I don't say anything more). A little while later, I send her another message: "Only 8 more hours till your sweet treat." After a few more messages, she tells me she is going to quit reading my messages (I know that the suspense is really driving her nuts; mission accomplished so far!). So, through the night, I pick up things at each stop I go to:

1. One dozen red roses
2. One dozen long candles
3. Three glass jar candles (passion fruit scent)
4. Some plastic bowls
5. One can of Reddi-Whip
6. One jar of ice cream topping (Reese's chocolate peanut butter flavor, yum!)

I get home, sneak the stuff into the bedroom, and tell her she can't come back there. I spent about 30 minutes getting it all set up... and kept one loong-stemmed rose out. I came out to get her, made her close her eyes, and slowly led her back to the bedroom. The one rose that I kept out proved to be very useful... Every couple of steps, I would stop kiss her and run the rose across what skin she had exposed from her gown.

We approached the bedroom, I opened the door, and told her to open her eyes. This was her view (yes, of course she wanted the picture... anyone who knows my wife will NOT be surprised by that, I'm sure):






























After the camera was put away, the "moment" returned and things... progressed. As for the rest of the story, I'll let you make your own ending. I have mine and that is where it will stay (and I promise it isn't as X-rated as you're thinking, even though Reddi-Whip and chocolate topping were involved!).

Later, I held my loving wife, an exhausted woman (it WAS after 2am!), tightly (there is something that I really love about knowing my wife is asleep in my arms.) I lay there watching her smile in her sleep, as she often does, just wondering what thoughts might be running through her head. Then, I drifted off to La La Land myself, wearing a smile.

I have shared all this to say to my wonderful wife:
I love you, my beautiful; you are my life, my love, and my world!

3 comments:

ErinRagan said...
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ErinRagan said...

You deleted my comment? hmpf. See if I ever comment again. LOL (you should know better than THAT!)

Trish said...

AWWWWWWW I have to let Dale read this one Nick!!

YAY Welcome to blogland, we miss you around here =(

When is the next bonfire???