Archive for March, 2007

I love how Nico would surprise me by the attention he gives me. Like when we’re out in public, he’d try to hold my hand and grab me close to him. Or when we’re about to ride the escalator, he always manages to step ahead of me so he’d be there to catch me when I miss my step. Or he’d try to rub my arms to ward off the chill whenever we’re inside the theater.  Or he’d hold out his arms when I’m about to step out of the taxi. It’s amazing how he handles my tantrum without so much fuss. And how he manages to understand me even when I’m aware that I’m talking in circles. But what I found the most endearing about him is that whenever I ask him how much he loves me, he’s tell me: I dunno how much. Looks like there’s no measurement for this one. Isn’t it the sweetest thing to be heard from your husband?

I recently overheard the song by John Mayers over the radio, but I never had the chance to know the title. It goes like this: When you’re dreaming with a broken heart, waking up is the hardest part.  So true.

Who’ s with me on this?