It was glorious to be taken care of, pampered, all my needs tended to without me saying a word
ONour second anniversary, I came home to a packed suitcase.
My husband had surprised me with a short getaway. He’d arranged it all: He asked my sister to watch my baby, packed up the baby, left instructions for my sister, packed our luggage (all of it), picked up food, and booked reservations. I wasn’t involved at all. All I had to do was show up.
It was glorious to be taken care of, pampered, all my needs tended to without me saying a word.
And years later, I appreciate the experience even more, because y’know, life has gotten exponentially more complicated, and as a wife and mother, I’m usually the one making sure everyone else’s needs are tended to.
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