I tend to get caught up with my own pain and battles, I forget he is a person that needs to be cuddled and nurtured too! Sometimes I need to look at him (when he’s distracted mainly) and try and see the curly haired rebel that swept me off my feet… and then it all comes back to me, he´s the man of my dreams!
Heh heh I guess love steps up a level when you can accept that Prince Charming snores and refuses to pair up his socks…
