Deeds not words

The other night I came out of our room and discovered Evan at the kitchen sink cleaning dishes. I read the bottom of his shirt "Deeds not words" and it hit me like a freight train: the man shows his love, his support, his kindness through his actions everyday. This was his way of "telling" me that he loves and cares for me. After giving him a seriously huge hug I pulled out my phone to take his photo (he knew there would be a blog post coming soon). I wanted always to remember this moment & this realization.

My love turned 29 this past weekend and boy am I glad he was born! We really are opposites in many ways but somehow we fit just perfectly. He truly does complete me. I love to express myself through language either written or spoken. I have often criticized him in the past for being so "quiet" but as we've grown in our marriage it has become one of my favorite qualities of his. He shows his love and feelings in countless ways and never expects praise or attention for his good deeds. In fact, he doesn't accept compliments very well, perhaps it embarrasses him. I'll probably never know. I am so thankful for his gentle and quiet presence in my life and all of the ways he shows his love for me.

P.S. One of my favorite little things we do that he initiated is he does this loud kissy, smoochy sound when we are in different rooms in the house and then I do it back so we can share a long distance smooch. I might get in trouble for sharing that little tidbit but I'm willing to risk it!