And then the next morning you can wake me up to tell me that you’ve done something for me that I’ve been putting off, and bring home a box of hair color adjuster because we both know I look silly. You can then bring me a bagel and chocolate milk in bed because you know I’m still not feeling great. You can sing our favourite song in the kitchen while my bagel toasts, and kiss me gently when you come in with the breakfast you made for me.
We can giggle at our kitten when she tries to come in our room when she knows she’s not supposed to, and I can remind you that I love you.
Sounds like a pretty damn perfect morning to me. <3