A Phoenix Burning

What Love Looks Like

Wisdom comes with years they say. How true that is. When I was younger, in answer to the question, “What does love look like?” I would have answered something like: a kiss….an old couple holding hands…a bouquet of red roses…candles, and diamonds, and wedding veils.

Now here I am in my forties early forties, and my answers to the question, “What does love look like?” have changed. Now, I would answer: a Daddy changing his newborn’s diaper…a band-aid….a chaotic family dinner…a Bible on the nightstand…brown eyes….a sleeping child no matter how big they grow…a clean kitchen that you didn’t clean…a shoveled path to your car…

And this…This, my friends, is what love looks like:


My dear husband, appalled at seeing me kneel on the basement floor to put laundry in and out of the washer and dryer, built me this platform so I can stand up straight while dealing with the clothes. He even made it big enough so the basket sits on the platform…no more bending!!! My life just got a whole lot easier, and I am so very grateful. 🙂


4 responses

  1. Aw, he’s a keeper! 🙂

    February 2, 2012 at 8:51 am

  2. Oh excellent husband – and skillful, too. Oh excellent blogger, who knows what love looks like. Yes indeed.

    February 2, 2012 at 12:47 pm

  3. Love is a many splendored thing…n’est-ce pas?

    February 4, 2012 at 12:19 pm

  4. Kate

    Oh, that is love! : )

    February 5, 2012 at 3:21 pm

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