S.T.
i don't wholly subscribe to the love languages thing, but some of it fits. mine is words, my husband's is acts of service. so while he's less likely to say All the Things I Wanna Hear, he's super good at making sure there's firewood (last night i came home to a nice fire blazing- even though it's still summer it's wet and chilly here.) he just finished building me a writing studio. noticed that my tires were a little low and checked and put air in them. built a fence around my kitchen garden when the bastard deer invaded. put a bench out where i can talk to my trees.
it's not overtly oooh baby, but it works.
;) khairete
S.