Memories...
It was 10 pm.. on a work night. We had no business being outside, yet there we were, getting ice cream out in the cold. And simply because I'd insisted. Still, Mike had a smile on his face, his arms linked with mine, as he ordered plain vanilla, my preference. I watched him order, not saying a word. I wanted to be pampered, and I thought he was doing okay. Then the ice cream arrived, a full bowl of creamy heaven. I unlinked my arms from Mike's, and reached out for that iced creamy goodness, my mouth watering. But Mike beat me to it, smiling sheepishly as he held it at arm's length and backed away. I pouted in protest, seeing as it was futile running after him. But his smile only deepened. "Call me my liege", he teased. I didn't want to smile, but then I couldn't help it. "My liege", I said, playing his game. "That's for keeping me up this late" he returned. Then his smile became filled with warmth. "Here my princess", he said as he handed the bowl to me. And as I scooped rather impatiently, Mike squated and put his hands around my bulging stomach. "Don't be as demanding as your mother", he whispered. I looked down at his hands and smiled.. and even though we were only getting ice cream that I'd insisted for, I knew then that I'd forever love this man... even now, looking down at his wrinkled hands as they lay peaceful in his permanent state of rest, I still know I love him. Because if he could, i know he'd still get up and go get me a bowl of ice cream... Me and our son...
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Oh my dear, only you could tell a story so happy it's incredibly sad <3<3
The soft familiar comfort of this intimate moment is palpable. His devotion so sincere, that even when she has to have icecream so late at night, he pauses to lovingly tease her.
And then the ending is utterly hair-raising, the moment when I realised the passage of time since then, and the weight of those years, here, in a final goodbye, with that being the moment that she chooses to remember. You say so very much about them and all that has passed, in that simple moment that could have been forgotten for years rushing back. A love that outlasts even the end, oh, this is so very beautiful, sad enough to make me want to cry but happy enough to stop me! <3
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Oh my gosh! You lead me down this floral path and then I was taken by surprise at the end!