A few days ago the husband and I were grocery shopping and I said something (I have no idea what it was now) but my husband turned towards me, gently took my face in his hands and kissed me, said he loved me and continued shopping.
I had to struggle to keep the tears back. It was so sweet and I’m a bit of an emotional basket case that I almost fell apart in the Commissary.
Mushy.
Life Notes 
So cool. Give him a high five for me. I would say give him something else for me, but that would be inappropriate coming from me.
Yeh and I probably wouldn’t approve…mostly.
A little mush is often the best way to make it through the day.
Truth to that!
Awww that’s lovely!! 🙂 xx
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