Sometimes I sit across from my husband and we talk.
We bounce ideas, we laugh, we ramble, we connect. We talk about the stories of the past, the intricate details of the present, and the big possibilities of the unwritten future.
We share our dreams, our ideas, our goals, our plan for the future. We lay it all out on the table and we just work it out. Everyone wins. Everyone is inspired.
It’s not compromise. It’s realignment. I always come away refreshed, recharged, excited and refocused. It’s a damn good kinda love.
Sometimes I stop mid-sentence, I gaze across the table and think : This guy is absolutely perfect for me. For my heart, my soul, my everything.