Does your wife know you feel this way? How old is your daughter? |
I like this. |
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Romantic love: married to my best friend who I like to have sex with.
My love language is "acts of service" especially if they're a surprise. For example, one time my husband organized my junk drawer without me having to ask him and I felt SO loved! I felt like he totally got me in that moment and that he understood that having to see that mess was causing me anxiety and he dealt with it. I practically swooned, lol. Of course I love my children unconditionally. My 6 year old is such a sweetheart with a wide open heart. She and my other children bring me joy on a daily basis. I hope I make them feel happy and loved too. |
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Sticking with it, though thick and thin, helping each other to the bathroom when you're too sick to support yourself, forgiving 70 x 7. Love is not a feeling, it's a verb. It means making a commitment and sticking to it.
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| True love is unconditional. |
| In sickness as well as in health.. truly. I was in a terrible accident, and DH took care of me, the kids, the house, the meals,... everything, without complaint. He kept telling me to not to worry about anything except for getting better. How he stayed sane I will never know. |
+1. Except I have two kids. My wife is married to her job. That is her love. It sucks. |
| Love feels safe. Like no matter where I am or what I'm doing I know I have someone who will always show up for me, in good times and in bad. |
Same. Husbands travels a lot and seems oblivious that anything is wrong. I'm tired of being a single parent |
| Love is complete trust and the freedom to be yourself, without being judged, by either one. Love is caring for each other at their lowest and highest. Love is forgiving and not sweating small stuff. Love is looking at the big picture, looking forward to growing old together, building a future together. |
Exactly. I laugh when people talk about good sex. You nailed it. |
Tell him. Make a plan together so he travels less or gets another job. It's not worth it ever. |
| A dance. If one of you stumbles, take a step back and see if you need to dance alone or if you need to change the music. |
| Love is nothing but a lust of the blood and a permission of the will. |