You know when you have a date with your husband and you reconnect in all kinds of different ways? Ways you forgot you needed to connect? Because life is taking you through a trial that keeps you on your knees, never really having a chance to catch each other's gaze?
We did it. We connected and boy did it feel good.
Both exhausted and probably wanting a nap more than seafood, we headed out on Friday night.
And.it.was.glorious.
Me and him. My man. My guy. My husband. Him and me.
We laughed and ate and held hands and listened to some great music. We talked about nothing and everything. About the silly and the serious. We were quiet. We walked around. But most of all. We connected.
He's mine. And I'm his. Love. Connect.
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