The Evolution Of Love

Some of the more precious moments with my husband now are changing his sweaty bedlinens in the middle of the night (lymphoma causes notorious nightsweats) or rubbing his feet until he falls asleep. And I wouldn't miss either for anything in the world.

He still makes me laugh, even at five in the morning -- a true feat. (God would question waking me at that hour.)

Sharing these vulnerable moments is adding another layer to our relationship. It's giving us the snippets of time we need to laugh together a little longer, cry, hug, talk about the details, our fears and wishes, and love each other in this space a little while longer.