My Husband
Monday Prompt: Write about a place to go when you need love.
I am very fortunate, when I need love I just go find my favorite man, because the place I go to when I need love is in his arms. He’s usually in either the same room, or in a room nearby. I tell him I need a hug, and he is always, and I do mean always, willing to stop whatever he’s doing and give me that hug.
Two Decades!
My favorite man is my husband. We just celebrated our 19th wedding anniversary on the 11th of July. I know what a lucky woman I am to have had him for the last 20 years.
He’s much kinder than I am. I’m so often too “busy” to give him the immediate hug or kiss he wants. I tell him to hang on for a second, and make him wait. And then hopefully, I remember to stop whatever it is I’m doing and give him that hug or kiss.
Not too busy anymore.
Luckily, I’m getting better at recognizing how good he is to me, and I’m trying to do a better job of stopping what it is I’m doing to give him the attention he’s asking for. Of realizing he is more important than whatever shiny thing, or task I’m doing is.
Love takes work. And I am placing a higher priority on that work so I can be the place my husband can come to when he needs love.





