Monday, February 16, 2009

Twinkling Eyes

Have you ever noticed the gleam in a mother’s eye and the hitch in her voice whenever she talks about her baby? I can still remember my Mother-in-law anytime she talked about my husband – her golden boy. I was reminded of this on Friday when MM had the same ‘little boy’ gleam in his eye as he planned a special evening. He had a spaghetti dinner ready when I got home – very good. And when we went downstairs to watch TV I found a box of candy. He has a hard time holding in his excitement. It’s a boyish quality that I fell in love with and he still displays it occasionally.

We were watching something on TV the other day and it was asking what the most romantic thing was that the other person had done. I asked him what he remembered as the most romantic thing that I'd ever done? His answer was a cop out "you've done so many I can't decide". I told him that the most romantic thing he'd ever done stood out real clear to me. Big question mark for him.... what did he possibly do that I still remembered lol. He does a lot of things, but the most romantic I have to back a few years ago. He had bought a cassette (yeah, that long ago) with my favorite song on it and had it ready to play when I started my car. I still get tears in my eyes when I think of it because really.. he's the kind of guy that says "I don't beat you doesn't that mean anything" lol. Okay, maybe not that bad, but he shows with actions of doing stuff around the house. We do remember that his nickname is Maintenance Man right? Just had to share the twinkling eyes though...just warms my heart.

Kathy Mattea - Where Have You Been? Lyrics

Claire had all but given up
When she and Edwin fell in love
She touched his face and shook her head
In disbelief she sighed and said
In many dreams I've held you near
Now at last you're really here

Where have you been?
I've looked for you for ever and a day
Where have you been?
I'm just not myself when you're away

He asked her for her hand for life
Then she became a salesman's wife
He was home each night by 8
But one stormy evening he was late
Her frightened tears fell to the floor
Until his key turned in the door


They'd never spent a night apart
For 60 yrs she heard him snore
Now they're in a hospital
In seperate beds on different floors

Claire soon lost her memory, forgot the names of family
She never spoke a word again
Then one day they wheeled him in
He held her hand and stroked her hair
In a fragile voice she said


Where have you been
Ive searched for you forever and a day
Where have you been
Im just not myself when your away
Im just not myself when your away


Becki said... very sweet! And glad you had a great Valentine's Day :)

Michelle said...

Beautiful post. You're a lucky lady to have a such a wonderful husband. Thanks for sharing your special time. I enjoyed reading about it.

Anonymous said...

Sounds like a perfect day. You are a very lucky lady. That Kathy Mattea song is just so beautiful.

Tammy said...

You do have a wonderful man! You both are very lucky to have (or to have found) each other.

Unknown said...

What a beautiful post.