In the middle of the storms of life we never saw coming, some things remain sweet anchors. When it seems things are spinning out of control, I’m reminded that the greatest things in life can not be purchased. Like a few weeks ago, after a night out of the house (I know when does that happen?) for book club I came home to ask Troy what he did while I was out. “Well besides putting Emma to bed, I talked to your mom on the phone”.
“That’s it?”
“Well yeah, she called to talk to you, but I ended up talking to her for an hour and a half.”
Yup, he’s a keeper.
Troy knows I like surprises and so Friday is his night to make dinner or take us out. Recently he made us “‘bruschetta mini burgers” as an appetizer. Fresh basil, (he bought the whole plant for me) tomato, herb chevre, on mini hamburger buns. I was super impressed on the presentation.
Finally, he noticed one of my favorite pair of jeans had a hole at the knee, so he custom made this heart shaped patch for me, (see image above) and spontaneously fixed my pants for me.
Yeah, you can’t buy that kind of love!

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