Things that make me happy about being with Tom....

I'll try not to get too mushy, but I can't keep myself from completely gushing when it comes to Tom.

Last week, Tom and I were at the store, and as he was parking, he pulled all the way through the parking space into the next one so that he didn't have to back out of the space when it was time to leave.  Now, to most people, this is probably an insignificant thing, something that most people don't think about at all when picking a parking space.  To me, however, this is something that just makes sense.  It always annoys me to be in the passenger seat with someone who doesn't think to pull all the way forward when there's not a vehicle in the space opposite the one you initially pull into.  I realize the best way to remedy this annoyance is to be the one driving at all times, but sometimes certain occasions dictate my being a passenger.  It just seems like the smart choice, to pull all the way through when there's no other car in the way, negating the need to back out of the parking space, thus lessening the chance of some idiot getting in the way when you're trying to get out of the space and having to look over both shoulders.  (This doesn't apply to large grocery buying trips that require the back end of the vehicle to be left unhindered by the front end of another car though.  I can't get to the lift gate of the Suburban if some soccer mom's mini van front end is parked directly behind me.)  Anyway, as I was saying, Tom pulled all the way through.  I remember the first time he did that when we were at the mall... I almost cried.  He looked at me like I had two heads when I told him why I was smiling at him the way I was.  It's the little things that make me happy, and that is one of those simple little things.  Yeah, I'm weird, I know this already.

Tom knows how I like my coffee - AND he makes it for me.  Again, something really simple, yet amazingly effective in making me  happy.  He knows the right amounts of sugar and creamer that I like, and he doesn't hesitate to stir me up a cup.  To me, this is one of the sweetest gestures that anyone has ever made for me.  One morning, I came home from work, and he had a pot of it brewed up and a steaming hot mug of coffee ready for me as soon as I walked in the door.  Again, tears welled up in my eyes from this simple action from him.  Yes, a dork, I know I am.

He told me to stay put when I needed a napkin and he got up to get one for me.  Now, seriously, I can get up and get my own napkin... but he wanted to do it for me.  How freakin' sweet is that?  He gets up and lets my cat Jeeperz in and out of the house when he hears her meowing at the door, so I don't have to get up.  When we have pizza, he goes to the kitchen and gets me that third slice (even though I don't need it, but really want it).  He fixes me whatever beverage I want... the man even goes to the garage to get me a beer when it seems like a good beer time, even though he doesn't drink it himself.  It's been a long time since someone has done that for me.  He knows my favorite beer and my favorite chocolate.  These are all little things that he does that just make my heart do a little skip and I sigh and think how lucky I am.

He lays in my  hammock with me.  Nobody except my girls has ever gotten into the hammock with me.  Laying there in his arms in the sunshine is an amazing feeling.  I always wanted to share the hammock with someone who cares about me, now I do.  Add that to the perfectly perfect moments that make me unbelievably happy - and are all his doing. 

He likes and even suggests going to the local cemeteries, because he knows how much I love them.  He mills around them with me, and holds my hand while we walk.  He's even taken photos himself while we were at one.  THAT, my friends, makes me happy.  I love that he wants to be involved in the stuff that I enjoy.

He knows how much I love dragonflies..... and he took a few minutes one day while we were at the mall to leave the table while I was finishing up my Teriyaki Chicken to go scope out the closest jewelry stand... and had the guy there make a necklace pendant out of a belly button ring pendant, just because it was the only dragonfly piece of jewelry they had there and he thought I'd like it.  I had no clue what he was doing until we came back there later and he picked it up for me.  He was wrong, I didn't like it.  I LOVED it.  I haven't taken it off since he gave it to me.

He is always doing or saying things that make me smile.  The man is so sweet,  so thoughtful.... it really is just disgusting.  NO ONE should be that sweet; it's just unnatural, really it is.  I am so lucky.... I just can't believe how lucky I am to have him.  Thankful, I am.  In love, I am.  Happy, definitely, I am.

/sappy

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