Love Is.....

Re: Love is...

sunfox said:
... him coming to help do the dishes unasked, even though he knows he doesn't have to help with them.


Hmmmm, is this why he insisted on buying us a huge dishwasher despite my protesting I was happy to do it the old fashioned way?!!

Catalina
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And I'm not one of those people into wolf pics usually, but I love that av.
 
Netzach said:
And I'm not one of those people into wolf pics usually, but I love that av.

Thank you, Netzach.. I loved the picture.. makes me want to pet, even though I know I'd be bitten. :D Must be the masochist in me.

And yes, Catalina, I suspect so *laughs* ours is just broken, but my shoulders have been bad lately, and he knows I never ask for help even when I need it. He's very conscious of watching to see if I'm hurting.

And that's another thing that love is, to me.
 
sunfox said:


And yes, Catalina, I suspect so *laughs* ours is just broken, but my shoulders have been bad lately, and he knows I never ask for help even when I need it. He's very conscious of watching to see if I'm hurting.

And that's another thing that love is, to me.

Sounds familiar. We are fortunate beings to have such special men watching over us.

Catalina:rose:
 
Love is...

... a new movie.. moreso because it's a four hour long Jane Austen, which he hates, and bought for me anyways because I love it.

Love is also... my best friend having her baby on Valentine's Day. I'm so happy for her, though I wish I could be there with her. :heart:
 
I saw a good mushy love example the other day. I was having problems sleeping and a friend across the street from me saw my light on and called and said "He has to work tonight and it's the first night we've been apart since we moved in together. Wanna come over and play scrabble or something?" I don't know what was more touching; the fact that she misses him so badly when that happens, or that she saw that I was hurting, too (other wise I wouldn't have had insomnia), and still decided to reach out and see if I needed a hand. Friends do that sort of thing for each other.
 
Taking turns snuggling into each other's backs all night, feeling His arms around me....I feel so safe when He's there, I haven't had any nightmares for a few months now :heart:

Going down to the 7/11 in my faded jeans and my hair all mussed, to get Him some flavoured milk to boost His blood sugar, because He can't face food first thing in the morning :(
 
.....your Master surprising you with an evening of old fashioned seduction and Spanish romance just to remind you how much he loves you. Mmmmmmmm :) :kiss:

Catalina :rose:
 
I totally agree with the french fry one from the kids - Holly has always stolen my french fries, even before we were a "couple" ... LOL

Love is looking over at Holly as she sleeps and seeing that little half-smile that she gets when I touch her.

Love is Holly going to the doctor again, letting me go with her this time, after the first one was a total ass and she just wanted to give up.

Love is a call right before I go to work because ghosst hasn't gotten to talk to me for a few days and he misses me (even though, of course, he gets to talk to Holly - he just misses me because of timing).

Love is ghosst getting up and fixing me french fries because I'm hungry and that's the only thing in the house that sounds good to me.

Love is knowing that even though sylvan has been an ass, I will always care for him and wish him the best.

Love is all of the things that everyone else has said and so much more. It is good, it is bad, but hopefully more of the good than the bad.
 
Driving me to the dentist and waiting in the car for me, just in case I don't feel up to driving home. When He probably feels worse than I do. Because He says I should have someone with me, even if I think I don't need it :heart:
 
:heart: is when I can't sleep and admit a need for pain so he indulges with a loving lengthy session of canes, wooden paddle, carpet beater, leather strap, pinching nipples and spanking all of which left me breathless and sent me into dreamland with a smile on my dial.

Catalina :rose:
 
Love is...

.. the way he takes care of me when I'm having a bad/depressed couple of days due to some things I can't fix/control. It's hard for me to deal with not being able to make things work the way I want, and he understands that.

Love is the new 'Blue Girl' rose bush that I mentioned in passing would be pretty in the front of the house.. that he remembered, and is now exactly where I thought it would look good.
 
Love is...

Knowing that the person you have spent 2 years trying to forget has never forgotten you.

Watching the small smile of contemplation spread across His face whenever He is deciding on some sort of plan, which usually ends with me in maso bliss.

Remembering the first time you ever saw your S/o and the memory STILL has the power to make you smile.

Forgiveness, even when you are not sure if you can ever FORGET.

Chocolate...

That feeling of joy whenever you see the one you love, looking at you as if you were the best thing that had ever happened to them.

My ex petling sez love is putting up with a puterholic..
 
Love is.....sharing his fears even though he isn't 'supposed' to have any :)
 
Love is allowing him to borrow your Absolutely Fabulous DVD's before he runs off to another country, completely disappearing for an indefinite period of time, leaving his dorm door locked.

Actually, that probably isn't love, but it is pretty damn irritating.
 
GirlMidnite said:
Love is allowing him to borrow your Absolutely Fabulous DVD's before he runs off to another country, completely disappearing for an indefinite period of time, leaving his dorm door locked.

Actually, that probably isn't love, but it is pretty damn irritating.


Hey! fancy running into you here hmm? :eek:
 
Love is holding hands at 2 am in the ER and realizing it's not about a 30,000 dollar wedding, it's about holding hands in the ER at 2am.
 
*nods* yeah, Netzach, what Marquis said ... hope everything is (or will be) ok ...
 
Aw -- warm fuzzies, y'all.

Ech. Big fucked up 8 days in hospital. I too am a member of the Crohn's disease club, we will find out tomorrow if I have a stricture and have to go under the knife after all these meds anyway -- stay tuned for the next installment of Netzachs' ileum.

If I've been scarce it's because I am still in this fucking bottom scene no safeword bullshit from hell.

And I can't decide if my av makes me happy or sad. I'll tell ya this much, I look more like an inflatable raft than I do that pic these days. Oh well, eventually, again, somehow, right?
 
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Netzach said:
Love is holding hands at 2 am in the ER and realizing it's not about a 30,000 dollar wedding, it's about holding hands in the ER at 2am.

I know all about holding hands in the ER........hope you get better soon Netzach :rose:
 
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