Friday

I haven't mentioned the piping hot coffee in the mornings lately. Amy still does that, every day without fail. I don't ask her to do it and I am quite capable of making my own coffee, but it is something she does just for me. I really need to find something like that for her. I do chores around the house but that doesn't match with her love language. I've been trying to say what I feel more lately, I know she likes that. All those little things that pop in my head I need to say more often. When I do say them though her brown eyes light up, which is reward enough.