Tonight, when I realized I'd forgotten to stop by the pharmacy on my way home to pick up some cough medicine for myself, my sweet husband said he'd be glad to run out to pick it up for me.
I bet your Sunday nights are a lot like mine was tonight--hectic and stressful--making school lunches, making sure clothes are ready for children to wear, and just organizing things around the house and in the kitchen for the week ahead. Plus, tonight, I just feel cruddy. I have a bunch of congestion in my chest, and know that coughing will keep me awake tonight, as it did last night.
So, when my husband so readily volunteered to run out and pick up my cough medicine, I gave him a great big, thankful, full-of-relief smile.
Then, when he came home and said he'd take over the putting the kids to bed routine so I could go take my medicine, I very gratefully accepted.
This is the bag of medicine he handed me.
Is he the sweetest husband--or what???
My husband couldn't have found a BETTER way to show me love tonight.
I hope that I remember this gesture...when in the days to come, I feel the need to fuss at him about something, or feel frustrated about something...I sure hope I remember this small gesture of love he showed me tonight.
And I hope I am able to offer him kindness and love, as he did for me tonight.
And, now, if you'll excuse me...I need to go scoop up a little "medicine."
Has someone shown you a small gesture of love lately? Please share!