I Notice
I notice the little ways you protect me. The way you place your hand on the small of my back and lead me into a room. The way you do it with your left hand to keep your dominant hand free. I notice the way you sleep by the door. Making sure you are between me and danger. I notice you make sure that I’m fed first. That I’m always taken care of and have what I need. I notice the way you immediately put yourself on the outside when we walk down the street. Protecting me yet again.. this time from oncoming cars. I notice the way you jump to my defense with situations I’m just venting about and offer solutions, even when I just need you to listen. I notice the way you struggle with wanting to give me everything I want yet knowing I need my rules enforced. And by gosh I love you so very much for that. I notice the way you go out of your way to block things you know will upset me.
I don’t always say I notice these things. They happen every day and I love them so very much. I do my best to show my gratitude through my submission and I hope you notice those things I do.
Thank you. Thank you for all those things I listed and for the million and one I didn’t. I notice.
