I love you…

is what I would say to my hubby every night before we went to sleep when we were first married.  Most of the time he would reply, “I love you too.”  But, sometimes he just went to sleep.

It would drive me crazy.

I started thinking…. “Maybe he doesn’t love me, I mean he didn’t respond.”  All the next day I was worried over those three little words that he didn’t respond to.

Then,

it would turn into me giving him the silent treatment. You know the old, “I’m not talking to you right now, you made me mad,” treatment.  And, the glares,” I am so disgusted with you!” in them.  Along with the, “I’m not sure I love you either” LOOKS.

After that didn’t work,

and I had been mad for a week, I finally blurted out why I was mad. “You didn’t tell me you loved me too!”

“Did I wash your car and,

fill it up with gas?  Did I help you weld that plant stand you’ve been laying out in the barn?”

He looked at me and said….”I do things for you everyday to SHOW you I love you.”  I fell asleep without responding one night, and you have been mad at me for a week.”

Now that you know how our love works…

I have to tell James, “I LOVE YOU, too!”  Thanks for the fabulous greenhouse.  I have been wanting one for years.  This year he bought a kit and he and the boys put it together for me.

And next year,

when he needs a boll buggy driver, I will be there.  You see…. I fall asleep without saying “I love you too!,” sometimes.