Love Is All?!......
Fab Hubby once presented me with a bunch of roses '' I'll get some water for them '' he proudly announced ''They're artificial'' I said ''Noooo!'' - ''Yep'' - the look on his face was classic, ''I wondered why the florist looked at me weirdly when I asked if they'd be ok to take on the bus!''
We ceased to celebrate February 14th when we had successive years of squabbling on the day ( not related but we took it as a sign !)
Full-time Cinema Projectionist in the City Centre plus he part-time managed another Cinema and helped out his best friend as a Projectionist regularly)
So , anytime we spent together I cherished dearly - one winter he couldn't make it into work because of snow.
It was a fab day! All we did was drink tea and watch TV snuggled together !
Two years after the break up I met Fab Hubby- throughout our 33 years together there were occasions I would say ''You don't really love me!'' or - at the beginning - I'd walk out during a row then phone him because I was lost ( he would always find me !) I continually needed that reassurance , that confirmation. It took many years for me to realise - Yes, I Love and I am Loved.....
My Dad believed , like Brer Rabbit, that everyone had a Laughing Place - a place that just made them Happy ......Jonathan is mine ; still.