Wednesday Whimsy-Edition 67
August 17, 2011 | My Jottings
On Saturday morning we were able to sleep in two whole hours later than usual, until 7:40. The sun was streaming in the window, the birds were singing, and I felt rested as I stretched and looked at Michael next to me.
Most people who know us are aware of Michael’s Parkinson’s and the number it has done on his speech and ability to convey what he’s really thinking.
We said good morning to each other and after a minute or two he looked at me and said, “You look pretty.”
“I do?” I asked as I looked over at him.
“Your face is full of straight lines,” he said lovingly.
“My face is full of straight lines?” I asked, amused.
“Yes, and it looks puffy,” he said softly. “In a healthy sort of way.”
“Thank you Michael,” I responded.
I may be the only woman in the world who can happily hear those words and know that they were truly meant as a compliment, even if they didn’t quite come out that way. 🙂
From the softness of his heart, he speaks with love and as I have come to know him a little better, I am blessed by Michaels straight forwardness, and I wonder how many straight lines I have, few I doubt, but a lot of the the other types. 🙂 Better you than me sis 🙂
Thank you Lar… 😀
Awww, this made me chuckle. Dad loves you so much. 🙂
How sweet. I love it.
He is, Jessica. 🙂
Jewel, this reminds me of when Peter will look right at me and ask if I have my make-up on yet! To me it is two entirely different women, but I guess to him it is just his Bug… regardless of the lines, pores and old age spots! The beauty of blind love! Ahhhh….
Make-up? What’s make-up Ginny? You are so good about wearing yours! 🙂
This made made me giggle.
I love it.
You love so much! And so well….it’s beautiful to see.