Thread: What true love is

What true love is. It is nothing earth shattering as in the movies. It is the common parts of the day and the relationship.

I am back from singing in my annual Messiah concert, and out of what I call the atrocious, ghastly covering, otherwise known as our black dress the choir provides for us. However, I must admit that one soprano ahead of me going up the stairs warned us to be sure to lift up our shower curtains so we would not fall.

It has been snowing for about six hours at least, and is just a plain good day to stay inside. Hubby could have stayed home and warm and relaxed, but he ventured out to Freeport to meet me for a snack after my rehearsal. After seeing me in how many concerts over the past thirty years, he came out in the ucky weather to see me sing it again. That is true love.

After dropping me off, and then picking me up to get me back to my car, he helped me scrape off my car. He could have stayed warm in his own vehicle. That is true love.

And what a wonderful concert it was. We were about at our finest, I do believe. In the spring, I hear we are joining some group(s) and will present a concert at the Coronado Theater in Rockford. If I feel I can devote the time to all of the practices with all of the annual IEP's we hold, I know that honey will be there, too. That is true love.

Oh how sweet! I think you should make a copy of your post and put it in your hubby's Christmas card. What a neat memory. I am so jealous of you and your sweet hubby. Blessings on you both to have a long life together with many more acts of true love.

Paulie