I missed him at lunch.
I got home late and he was already back at work. I'd missed him the day before too and as silly as it sounds, something about not seeing him all day two days in a row made me sad. So I found myself in the Dairy Queen drive thru, ordering him a root beer freeze, looking for any excuse to pop in on him at work.
The small gesture was totally worth it when I peeked into his office and he beamed. As a worship pastor his time is a high commodity during Holy Week, yet still he shut his laptop and asked me to sit down a little bit. He wanted to know how my morning went, flashing me that look of value, his eyes sparkling, his face lit up, his laugh falling in all the right places.
I didn't stay long, but our few moments in his office refreshed my droopy spirit. His smile and warm goodbye told me he liked it too. He tells me often it takes so very little to make women happy. All they need to know, he says, is that they've been thought of. I've always agreed and thanked God for a husband who recognizes that. Our brief encounter last week tells me men are not all that different.
It takes so very little to say I love you.
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