Love is a Verb

I'm lucky enough to have a husband who shows his love for me on a daily basis. He's become more of a love is a verb kind of guy. 

When Paul retired he made a conscious decision that he wanted to do the things around the house that had a clear beginning and end. He always pitched in...but most of the household tasks were more in my wheelhouse in the early years.

But now....Paul does almost all the cooking including cleaning up the kitchen...and he often sings to the radio while he works. He gets most of the groceries and is always willing to do an errand....especially when he can do it on his bike. He keeps the car filled up with gas and oh yes...and he does the laundry too. 

He has always ground the coffee...but now he grinds mine separate from his because I prefer 1/2 regular and 1/2 decaf. When he hears me stirring in the morning (he's already been up for an hour or two) he starts the coffee maker so it's fresh and ready when I am. And if it's not ready in time...he brings it to me.

And don't even get me started on found objects. Just today...he handed me his most recent find....this adorable little squirrel. He will be joining the crew on my puzzle table after Christmas.

Yes....Paul has become a love is verb kind of guy. 

There was a time when love was expressed more in words.....and I wrote about one such time in this post titled The Letters. Paul and I had to live apart for several months back in 2007....and he wrote me a hand written letter every single day for 121 days straight.

I still have all the letters....and I even won an online "Expressions of Love" contest when I shared our story.

Of course I still like to hear the words....and I know the feeling of love is still there. But as we've gotten older....I really appreciate this love is a verb guy of mine. 

I love you Paul! Happy Advent week of Love!