I noted a trait in the past few years. I don’t think it is a good trait but it explains a lot. Some women get a wee bit snarky about what they call “gushing about your man” – a woman’s passionate love for her man. They call it the “gag factor”. Like there is something wrong with that.
My thought is – YOU have obviously never experienced this type of love. Why can I say that? Because if you had, you’d totally understand.
I know a few people who have that type of relationship. It is something truly warm and special.
I am blessed with that same type of gag factor love. It is something rare, amazing, wonderous, and precious. And there are things about Alpha Hubby that just take my breath away.
There is a special warm, softly scented spot beneath his ear, the ear that listens to me ramble on about sometimes obscure, useless bits of information. Without acting bored.
That spot is inches back and away from the mouth that kisses me so passionately. It is tucked right above the shoulder I lean on and near the back that is strongly muscled and able to work to secure his dreams (one of which is moi. I’m at the top, right baby?? Even if I don’t “moo”??).
That warm, softly scented place is up above his heart that possesses his true love for me. It is down to the right of his beautiful amber eyes that gaze so warmly into mine, full of promise and the fulfillment of future dreams.
When he wears my favorite scents, they get smoothed into that special spot just under his ear and right above his shoulder, where I can nestle my nose and inhale the velvety scent of Alpha Hubby.
I could just absorb that scent for hours… but it tickles him so he won’t sit still too awfully long… well that, and he has to eat sometime. And sleep. And go to work. And the cows would protest. Which is a shame because I could just stay there in that spot forever.
It is a scent all his own, a coupling of cologne and him.
No matter where we are, if he is there and I can inhale his special warmth, I am home.
I like that spot almost as much as I like:
…his arms which hold me so tight. Passionately, sweetly or warmly his strength is always there, just for me.
Of course, after he sees these pictures, I’m done for.
But baby? I couldn’t help myself.
feeding cows in snow
in that professional picture for the office
*“The very thought of you
and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do”
…which explains the laundry and dishes and unwrapped Christmas presents…
I think about you a lot.
*(Nat King Cole, The Very Thought of You)
MAY YOUR CHRISTMAS BE WARM, JOYFUL AND FULL OF LOVE!