I am not a real girlie girl when it comes to love and romance stuff.  I am not a real touchy-feely type person.  I don’t like to cuddle. I prefer my own space.

Now that being said, I am a sucker for the small gestures that show a person you care.  Helping with the dishes is a great way to show me some love.  Getting up first on a Saturday when the girls wake up is awesome.  Stuff like that makes me happy.

So last night the Husband and I were putting some river rocks around a small tree in our front yard.  I am tired of the grass and weeds trying to take over the tree, so we had a concrete shape put around the tree to create a nice border between the grass and tree.  In an attempt to keep more grass out of the area, we bought some rocks.

The Husband, who despises yard work, actually came out to help me after we got the girls were in bed.  He carried the bag of rocks over to the tree, opened the bag and arbitrarily grabbed a rock out and tossed it to me.

Now mind you, he just reached out and picked a random rock out of the bag.  When I picked up the rock, I was surprised to see it was shaped just like a heart.  Check it out.

I pointed out to him that it looked like a heart and I was going to keep it in the house instead of putting it in the yard.  To which he replied, “now don’t be getting all emotional on me.”

I don’t know if it’s the pending deployment or me getting soft in my old age.  But I love my heart shaped rock and can assure you that it was the only one like it in the bag.  The rest were all round-ish rock shaped.

Whatever the reason, the rock makes me smile and think of the Husband. It’s a nice reminder that we are solid and will get through this deployment together.