So loving my husband this week meant leaving him alone. It meant not complaining that he spent so much time in the library. It meant not pressuring him to blow off his paper to hang out with me. It meant keeping the house as quiet as possible yesterday and it meant not getting this post up at midnight as I usually do. He was in our home office working hard and I chose to give him total solitude instead of blogging. Not a big deal really - but I think it meant a lot to him. Lastly - loving him meant proof reading his paper - even though the topic was 10,000,000 miles over my head!
How did you love your husband this week?
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