I've never been one to think life was like the movies. I'm a realist. I know that real people don't get 500 roses delivered to them at work, and they don't go on trips to exotic locations every few months. So many times in movies, love is portrayed as being the 'grand gestures.' But I know it is really all the little things that happen every day that really display love.
Greg is one that doesn't always verbalize feelings well, but he gets the 'little things mean a lot' concept. Here's an example of some of the things that seem little, but are his grand gestures of love: cutting a rose off our rose bushes and bringing it in for me, taking our kids to a birthday party while I'm at work, going to work every day, cleaning up the kitchen after dinner every night, scooping up the kids in his arms and kissing them all over their cheeks, making sure the car and truck are always filled with gas, taking out the trash (I never have to ask him to do this), doing laundry, sitting at soccer practice on a Saturday morning, packing lunch for me when I'm going to work, saying "I love you," at the end of every phone conversation we have, calling my granny to see how she and granddaddy are doing, picking out gifts for the kids' birthday, holding me when I've had a day and just need to cry...
Yes, these things all may seem small and insignificant alone, but when added up together, they are the grand gestures of love that show our family how much we mean to Greg. It's in the little things of daily life that you can tell where someone's priorities lie. I am so blessed that Greg's priorities are with his family. I'm the luckiest woman on earth, and I love my husband dearly.
