love

I love my husband. I love him so much.

Today, i was driving along listening to some memory enhancing music and it reminded me of how sad i am without him. How he knows all my little nuances and secrets and how sometimes i need to be taken care of. How sometimes i need to be taken in a gentle lap and held because it all makes me feel so damn sad and overwhelmed.

And also, how he can make me laugh. How we spend hours talking most every night and never really get tired of each others company. How we both would rather be with each other than hanging out with anybody else. How we have this history full of love and fun and grief and joy and all the shit.

I love him.

I feel like Ayelet Waldman must. Maybe i do understand.

Have a good weekend.