My husband shows me he cares just by looking at me. I know he loves me.
Today was one of those days I decided to take a moment and think back on some of my happy memories with my husband, my ultimate concierge. There are so many, I think to myself. And, then out loud I say to America, “Aren’t I lucky to have my husband’s love?” The word lucky is an understatement. I am blessed. He is the most loving husband.
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My Husband and I Are in Sync
As I often write, “We are in sync. He is my Yin. I am his Yang. What does that mean? The Chinese philosophical concept – opposite but interconnected forces. Yin represents shadows, and the more mysterious side of things. That is my ultimate concierge. Yang represents the sun and things that are more out in the open. I am Yang. Together my ultimate concierge and I steady one another. Our relationship makes unshakable magic because he is balance; I am harmony.
Even when we were in ‘crisis mode’ and we have had whoppers, we were able to survive because we are Yin and Yang. Our devotion is so strong; our attachment so great that I wonder if Yin would survive without Yang and visa versa.
It is interesting to note that we have never smothered one another. We are individuals who have interests apart from one another. But there is a tie to this — we are interested in each other’s projects and take part when asked.
My ultimate concierge asked me to become a golfer. I asked him to learn to play canasta! I love adventure and take the lead in making plans. He never turns down my wanderlust to explore. Yin and Yang.
I thought it would be fun to bring back a story I wrote about our love. It is wise to reflect. Reflection brings back all kinds of memories that make us smile, feel grateful, drive us to be better, appreciate others, teach us, make us remember and give hope. Below is a story of love.
How My Husband Shows He Cares
My husband, my ultimate concierge, my everything.
A few years back, as I stared out the window of our American flight from Panama to Scottsdale on our way to our grandson Michael’s high school graduation, I began to think of the next important family occasion. It was my husband, Shelly’s birthday, June 4.
As I continued my thoughts, “What will I buy my special guy?” I suddenly felt his hand take my mine and give me our hand signal… seven short squeezes. The message, “I love you with all my heart.” And he truly does, darlings.
He released my hand, only after I reciprocated with seven squeezes, and went back to reading his book on the Mexican cartel and I took out my laptop to share with you darlings, one of the lovely secrets of our marriage.
I have my very own private concierge!
Do I require one? What darling wouldn’t!
My husband, Shelly, should be awarded, Concierge of the Year! I kid you not! If he applied with ten other applicants for the position of head concierge at the famous George V Hotel or The Ritz in Paris I have no doubt he would be the winner! My husband’s middle name, darlings, is “caretaker!” And I am the recipient!
One day I laughingly commented to a close friend, “I am so lucky. Shelly helps me with everything, even when I don’t ask. I have my own private concierge!”
She replied, “Wait a while! You haven’t been married long enough. You eventually will get tired of that and one day roar like a lioness!”
Have I roared?
No way, darlings! How can you roar at a husband whose middle name is “caretaker?”
My Husband’s List of Services Are a Mile Long!
Darlings, my husband does it all for me and I like it that way!
He has been my concierge since we married. When he was working full time as the CEO of his company he still had time to engage in my life, non-stop! Now he is working less, so can you imagine the services he provides!
For starters, he prepares and serves me my first cup of coffee, in my French flowered coffee cup, in bed, each morning. He says he makes the best coffee! My husband books our dinner reservations last minute, because he knows everyone knows his name. He walks America, our pooch, each night, keeping me out of harm’s way. He was my Florence Nightingale when I broke my ankle and I swear, darlings, never complained for six months! My husband is my personal driver because I like it that way! I am not a wife who ever says, “I’ll drive!” He responds to all my requests, taking care of my deliverables: gifts, flowers, theatre tickets, and travel arrangements! He resolves and remedies all my problems and would never forget to open my car door!
Quite frankly, now that he is not working as hard, I sometimes feel he has ownership over my life because I have not begun to fill you in on “everything” my ultimate concierge does for me!
And I am so grateful! If you are struggling to be thankful, catch love!
Can a Husband’s Care and Attention Be Too Much?
Do I always like it this way?
There are occasions, that I do have to bite my tongue! And there are other occasions I cannot keep quiet and I will say with a half smile, “Why do you have to be so involved in my life? Why do you do everything for me?”
His answer is always, the same. And, darlings, I always melt… He looks up at me with his blue eyes and says, “Because I care.”
And, it is true, he does!
After I wrote this story I read it to him because…
I read him most of my stories because he tells me to change a sentence, a word or a thought! When I wrote the above story, my ultimate concierge told me my grandson’s name Michael should have an apostrophe! He listens so closely … he cares.
When I finished reading he said with a chuckle, “It is my pleasure being your ultimate concierge because you reward me with the ultimate payment … you care!”
I smiled and decided I was going to frame this story and give it to him for his birthday. Then, I closed my laptop; and stared out the airplane window …
And darlings, that is why I told you he would make the perfect hotel concierge. He truly cares.
What are the ways a husband shows he cares? Do take the time to delve into your memory and share in the comments!
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Honey darling! You lead my Dream life with your kind and caring ultimate concierge. Thank you for sharing your stories that show you are a kind and caring person too. Gratefulness front right and centre & a love that is gentle and kind. You’ll love Singapore & Bali & they will love you! Seasons Greetings from Australia. Forever Grateful here.
Marion Tomkinson Thorpe 💐
Marion darling, Season’s greetings from Bali! Thank you for your kind words. Thank you for reading my musings. I will be writint about Bali and Singapore this week. Stay tuned. Warmly, Honey
Honey,
How fortunate for you!
I am 73; have never been married or had kidlets.
Have had 2 “no-load” fiances — one a con-artist. My mistake has been to allow them to pick me! As my Baptist pastor’s minister’s wife once said, “But, she has had alot of boyfriends!” One friend thinks I am a genius cuz I never got married; I like being single, but it is alot of responsibility.
Life is full of responsibility, single or married! Warmly, Honey