Nicolette, I'm known to do the same thing as Anthony, not as regularly as perhaps he and you, but from time to time with my husband and I. I do it because he's heading off to work and I'm holding onto him. (figuratively speaking) In fact, I don't want to see him leave, would much rather spend that (new day, stress-free, special, uninterrupted) time with just him; before the day begins and all. The times that I don't, I'm simply dead tired asleep still, upon him getting up.

It's hard for me to think in terms of the little things which count. ..for real! I think because, so much of everything, strikes me as big. About the smallest thing I can think of, which I really enjoy too, (and yet feels big to me), is when my husband pokes me in my sides and then tickles me a bit, out of the blue.


Hope