Ruy has been incredibly sweet lately. When I say sweet I don’t mean things like holding hands, texting each other to ask if the other has eaten. I mean things like supporting my hair cut, trying not to get pissed when I go home late for work, or taking care of Andrea when she cries at 2 am because he knows I need to wake up at 4 meanwhile he needs to wake up at 6, it means taking care of our pest problems without me telling him as he knows how bothered I am by it.
I am feeling quite touched and overwhelmed by the sweetness. The psychologist in me is itching to get to the bottom of it. What triggered it? Why? What’s happening to him? Meanwhile the woman in me just wants to relish and enjoy it. I have to remind myself not to think but just feel.
I Love it When You Talk Back