In the Present Moment: Why I love my husband, part 2

Last evening...

 Chris and I arrive home at the same time (late...) We get inside the house dumping bags and keys and coats and other miscellaneous stuff just inside the front door.

 Check the messages (none.

 Pet the cat (very whiny and demanding.)

 Look at the mail (just Newsweek.

 Put away things from grocery store (shower gel, yogurt, gluten-free bread.)

 Chat (about our days and our usual frustrations.)

 As I'm puttering around the kitchen, Chris approaches me with a grin on his face and something obviously being held behind his back.

 "What did you do?" I ask him.

 His grin gets a little bigger and he brings forth from around his back a present dressed in lovely floral wrapping paper. A little whisper of spring.

 Hmmm...have I forgotten some major milestone?

 It's not our wedding anniversary or the anniversary of our first e-mail. Not my birthday.

 Nope, no milestone that I can think.

 "What's this for?" I ask as I gently start prying open the wrapping paper (it's so pretty that I don't want to tear it up.)

 "Well," he says, "it's for you to celebrate how well you're doing in your commitment to getting healthy. You've been working really hard."

 "Really?" I say as the wrapping paper finally falls away in my hands to reveal 9 Dragons by Michael Connelly, one of my favorite authors. "Oh, Sweetie, you didn't have to do this!"

 "I know, but I wanted to. You deserve it."

 It's official.

 I am a very, very lucky woman.

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