@wildflowerand_wolf: Learning how to be loved like this takes time. Even after all these years, I still catch myself flinching at how soft it is — how safe. There’s no proving here. No earning. Just presence. Just return. He reaches for me in his sleep, like his body remembers what his mind has long accepted: that I am home. Even in the dark. Even without words. He takes my hand in grocery store aisles, on back roads, in ordinary seconds that feel like everything. Not for show. Not out of habit. But because some part of him always wants to be connected. He rubs my feet without thinking. Not as a chore. Not as a favor. But the way someone would touch their own pulse — like this is where life begins. This love… it runs deeper than language. Deeper than logic. It is cellular. Ancestral. Eternal. I don’t always know what I did to deserve it. But I know I’m learning — slowly, quietly — how to receive something that doesn’t ask me to shrink or shape-shift. This love… This love is older than us. And I think it’s going to outlive us, too. #Love #marriage #understanding #souldeep
