reason number 5,928...
reason number 5,928 why i love matthew.
i have been working a lot lately. a lot of extra hours, a lot of skipped lunch breaks, a lot of over time.
today when i was late coming home, matthew called me. he just wondered where i was and when i would be home. he could tell i was frustrated. he didn't complain or ask me why i was still working. he just told me he loved me.
when i finally walked in the door, matthew was starving. but he was waiting for me. he didn't ask me what was for dinner, he didn't make me feel bad for making him wait so long to eat... he just said , "i am going to make grilled cheese for dinner, did you want a grilled cheese?" i smiled and obliged. he makes really good grilled cheese. he wanted me to come upstairs with him while he made our dinner. and i did. i stood in the kitchen and watched him, and he asked me about my day. then we ate our dinner together. he did the dishes, he always does. all i had to do tonight was sit and be with him.
after dinner and dishes and a little tv he said, "come on, lets go get milkshakes." they are buy one get on free at sonic right now... did you know that? $2.45 with tax for two milkshakes. sonic is virtually across the street. he helped me up off the couch, and helped me down the stairs and into the car. he knows how i love milkshakes. he knew i had a long hard day. he knew that with me, sometimes a milkshake can make my night complete. he also knew i wouldn't suggest it myself. so, he made the offer on his own... or maybe he just really wanted some ice cream tonight.
when i said i was exhausted and wanted to go bed early, he said "okay. we can go to bed early." he always likes to go to bed with me. if i stay up late, he stays up late. if i am too tired to make it past 9 o'clock, he will lay with me on the couch, or go up to bed with me. he knows i don't sleep well without him by my side, and he feels the same.
he knows me, he knows what i need when i need it, he knows how to make me smile and cheer me up. he loves me for me, even when i have a bad day at work and have few words when i get home, or have a bad day at work and have a million angry words when i get home. he listens, or holds me, or does whatever i need. when i have too much on plate... he steps in. he makes dinner, he cleans it up, he drives, he sets the alarm, and he wakes me up with a smile so we can do it all again. he likes to be with me. he takes care of me. he loves me. he knows me. and that is just one one more reason why i love him, and thank God for him each and every day.