Before I say anything else, let me declare, THE MAN comes home on Friday. Now, that being said, I have been thinking over several things the last few days.
I keep coming back to important phrases. The spoken language is an amazing thing that can mean many things to many people and all be the same words. The same can be said for our life together. Many things The Man says to me means so very much.
The obvious, I love you, is pretty self explanatory. I never, ever get tired of hearing it.
"Little Girl", can mean many things on any given day. It is often a term of endearment, whispered in my ear that gives me the thrill of knowing I belong. Sometimes it is a warning.. Ya know, like.. YOU are perilously close to the line. Sometimes it is said in comfort to let me know that he's got me, and I am safe.
Then there's, "That would go so poorly for you." Yeah, sometimes I get that, sometimes I need a little demonstration.
Then there's the non verbal cue of the eyebrows going up, then down, which is affectionately what all of us on my side of the fence call, THE LOOK.
Oh wait, let's not forget, "Do I make myself clear." I really hate that one, I'm not stupid, and he KNOWS I'm not stupid. He does however KNOW I am rebellious on occasion and this statement is made to tie up any and ALL loopholes.
My favorite one this week is, "I am proud of you. I don't think I tell you that enough." Those words, those words for me and the most amazing thing. That means I have done something or acted in a way that he finds above the love he has for me. That I have shone in some ways in his eyes and it thrills my soul.
One that I struggle with because I don't see it at all is, "You are beautiful." He means it from the bottom of his heart. It embarrasses me, and makes me uncomfortable because when I look at me, all I see is flaws.
But more than any of these, is the one that gives me such a secret thrill and makes me all girly goo inside is, "You are mine." And yes, yes, I am.