i love you

‘My husband doesn’t make tons of money or write poetry. But he says I love you without saying, ‘I love you.’: Woman reminds us to ‘soak in the tiny gestures’ we often miss

“I can count on two hands the number of times I’ve gotten flowers, but I’ve lost count of how many days my husband’s made my coffee before his own. He blushes when I compliment him, grins if I wear a new dress. Even all these years later, I can still turn his head. The gifts he gives me aren’t laced with diamonds, but I feel rich. There’s probably someone doing their best to pour love into your empty cup. And if you blink, you’ll miss it.”

‘I had a great 4th of July. Except for the part where I almost died. I ate macaroni salad. I didn’t realize it was different, until I was SURE I tasted fish. Not just fish, but CRAB. I was convinced of it.’: Woman has food allergy attack on 4th of July

“My ears started to burn. My lips tingled. My thoughts consumed me. My brain went into overdrive. The voice inside my head started panicking and screaming into my itchy ear, ‘That’s it, you’re gonna die.’ I had to act quickly before my throat closed and my hands seized. Then, I saw it. It took my breath away.”

‘He was gasping, pale and sweaty. I held him down so the nurses could get close. They wouldn’t come near him. Something was wrong.’: Woman loses husband to ‘pain attack’ after machinery accident

“He was operating a piece of machinery, like he did every day. But today. September 13. The entire slab of concrete popped out of the ground and caught his toe, pulling his foot and leg under 3,000 pounds of concrete. I remember shouting his name in his face, telling him to look at me. To breath. His head rolled to me. He wasn’t there in his eyes. ‘Can I see him? I just want to know he’s ok.’ The nurse came out and threatened to call security.”

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