\”My fianc\u00e9 is a man of few words.\nHe doesn\u2019t come home daily or weekly with flowers for me. He doesn\u2019t send me long paragraph texts professing his love, and he isn\u2019t traditionally overly romantic.\nFor years, that\u2019s the kind of relationship I thought I wanted, but in reality, it\u2019s not what I needed.\nHere\u2019s the type of man he is. He\u2019s the type of man who pushes the buggy in the grocery store while keeping an eye on my purse.\nHe opens my door in the car, always. He carries the bags into the house when we come home.\nHe cooks dinner and tells me to sit and relax. He worries about my well-being and makes sure I take care of myself.\nHe cleans, and if it\u2019s the early morning, he leaves me in bed to get more sleep because he feels like I need it.\nHe randomly comes home with chocolate he thinks I\u2019ll like because he knows I\u2019m a chocoholic. He says ‘okay’ 99.9\u0025 of the time if I say I want to do something.\nHe pushes every button I have sometimes, but he also makes me laugh until I can\u2019t breathe and have tears in my eyes.\nHe randomly holds my hand, and when I catch him looking at me, he tells me he thinks I\u2019m pretty and has the patience of a saint.\nSo his love may not be in material objects or words, but it\u2019s in his actions. I\u2019ll always be thankful for his love, realizing it\u2019s just what I needed, and for him pushing the buggy.\”\u2026\n#kindness #humanity”,”delight_ranges”:[],”image_ranges”:[],”inline_style_ranges”:[],”aggregated_ranges”:[],”ranges”:[{“entity”:{“__typename”:”Hashtag”,”__isEntity”:”Hashtag”,”url”:”https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/hashtag\/kindness?__eep__=6″,”mobileUrl”:”https:\/\/m.facebook.com\/hashtag\/kindness”,”__isNode”:”Hashtag”,”id”:”355151017932655
“My fiancé is a man of few words.
He doesn’t come home daily or weekly with flowers for me. He doesn’t send me long paragraph texts professing his love, and he isn’t traditionally overly romantic.
For years, that’s the kind of relationship I thought I wanted, but in reality, it’s not what I needed.
Here’s the type of man he is. He’s the type of man who pushes the buggy in the grocery store while keeping an eye on my purse.
He opens my door in the car, always. He carries the bags into the house when we come home.
He cooks dinner and tells me to sit and relax. He worries about my well-being and makes sure I take care of myself.
He cleans, and if it’s the early morning, he leaves me in bed to get more sleep because he feels like I need it.
He randomly comes home with chocolate he thinks I’ll like because he knows I’m a chocoholic. He says ‘okay’ 99.9% of the time if I say I want to do something.
He pushes every button I have sometimes, but he also makes me laugh until I can’t breathe and have tears in my eyes.
He randomly holds my hand, and when I catch him looking at me, he tells me he thinks I’m pretty and has the patience of a saint.
So his love may not be in material objects or words, but it’s in his actions. I’ll always be thankful for his love, realizing it’s just what I needed, and for him pushing the buggy.”…
#kindness #humanity