Love the small stuff
Earlier this week, I was watching a bit of television with my wife. I don't remember which program, but I do remember watching it. I remember sitting on the couch, with Mrs. Happy was reclining on a bean bag chair near my feet. At one point, she reached over to me and started stroking my lower leg in a gesture of pure, loving affection.
That was a small thing. She didn't even think about it, but it made me feel good. It made me feel loved.
It's the big, spectacular things in a relationship that give us the emotional highs, the feelings of bliss, the events that we'll always remember. But it's the little things done every day that make marriage a joy.
