On my Facebook news feed this morning, among posts about storm damage, bump reports, and banana muffins, there was this cute image:
I’m not sure why I was of the “not in front of the kids” personality. Sigh. Hubby definitely wasn’t! He used to come up behind me in the kitchen to nuzzle my neck, squeeze the girls, or wiggle his hips against mine. He’d tell me that he was “just playing.” And I would usually blush, push him away, and tell him to “be good.” His standard reply was that he was being good! In retrospect, I can see that he was being good. I wasn’t …
As we work our way back towards each other these days, I long to be touched, caressed, held, kissed. I think I said no too many times though and it is taking a while for him to be willing to risk it again. He gives me quick kisses, and I appreciate them, but they don’t make my foot pop! (Probably a good thing since I am continuing to have balance issues!) I’m not sure how long it has been since he wanted to “just play.” A long time. And that makes me sad.
We were watching a sappy Hallmark movie together in the living room the other night and he got up to go to the kitchen. As he walked by me, stretched out in my recliner, he squeezed my bare toes. My heart nearly burst with joy!
We have fallen so far from who we used to be. Some of that is maturity and wisdom. I have no desire to make love in a campground shower, a lake, or the back seat of a car these days. But I do want to hold hands as we walk, to kiss like we mean it, and maybe even to be squeezed in the kitchen!
If you are young, busy, overwhelmed, tempted to swat him away until later … don’t! Not just because seeing romance between their parents is good for kids, although it is, but because your husband needs that positive response from you. And because if you resist him now … you will regret it later!