‘Are you doing this because you love me?’
On a special Saturday morning, I spent time with my grandson saying I love you with every chore. He got it. Continue reading ‘Are you doing this because you love me?’
On a special Saturday morning, I spent time with my grandson saying I love you with every chore. He got it. Continue reading ‘Are you doing this because you love me?’
As we removed old brown wax from the toilet flange, I realized that my husband’s project was also mine. Continue reading The day your love language is “acts of plumbing”
The feeling I get after Christmas baking is rather like what I experience after a successful mammogram: relief and a … Continue reading When your love language is chocolate…