C is for Cuddling
Yesterday, I pulled into my driveway after school. Before I even got out of the car I got a text message. I debated on opening it or just leaving it until I got my car unpacked and got everything settled. I am glad I opened it. The text was from my sweetheart, my husband, the love of my life. He was just letting me know he was glad I was home.
As I approached the front door, he opened the door, emptied my hands and hugged me. I love a nice warm sweet welcome home. It gets even better we ate take out and just snuggled awhile on the couch. When I finally pulled away to write a science test, I realized all of my stresses and worries for the day had melted in my husbands embrace.
C is for Cuddling on the Couch
