Sharing the Love

That's right. My husband, who loves me dearly, and:

• shares his whipped cream on his mocha with me (I get lattes sans whip, but know I always get first dip into his)
• halves his dessert when I don't want a whole slice for myself
• gives me his coat when I'm cold
• lets me have first pick of the remote at home

has shared his cold with me. Wouldn't you know...he knows that marriage is all about sharing and loving and giving and he did just that :o) I stayed home this morning and slept in. I actually don't feel terrible right now - it was just the swallowing needles feeling this morning and that's gone.

AND because we want to learn more about how to still love and share but with healthy boundaries (no cold germs, please), we're off to a marriage conference tonight and tomorrow morning - 8 hours of learning how we can strengthen our marriage. We're really excited about it.

Don't look in our suitcase - we look like a travelling pharmacy: cough drops, tylenol, nyquil, you name it. I haven't even taken anything yet, and Mark hasn't been taking much, but right when you think you can tough it out, you get slammed (so we're going prepared). Hopefully we'll be well enough to remember everything we heard this weekend. We'll let you know how it goes.