So we went to the counselor the other day. Dealing with everything we're going through, I thought it would help.
She wanted me to name 3 things that Mark could do for me that I thought would make me feel loved or help me reconnect with him.
I couldn't think of one thing. I just knew I wasn't feeling like myself, that I was pushing him away, but I had no idea what I needed to help fix that.
We caught a movie on Sunday, and he shared his Junior Mints with me at the theater. I looked at him and whispered, "I love you." He said, "What??" as if he couldn't hear me. I leaned closer and whispered in his ear: "I love you." He leaned back close to me and said, "I have a confession... I heard you the first time."
Me (with butterflies in my stomach): "That's 1."
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