A Picture of Love

If I had to take a picture of love, I might be tempted to find a photo of our wedding. Grand gestures like wedding proposals and anniversary surprises.

Yet this is Dh. At the doctor with me at 2am. He’s exhausted, working 10+ hour days getting ready to leave for exercise. But when he woke to me hurting he drove me, without question. He tied my gown and carried my clothes and watched carefully everyone who came near. Even here, he’s not asleep though he could be. Every few minutes he’d open his eyes and just watch me.

If I’d been asked to post a photo of love I probably would have picked something prettier.

But at 0 dark stupid in bare feet and a flimsy gown, laying with my knees to my chest for the medicine to work, all the grand gestures in the world have nothing on this.

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