I woke up this morning about 15 minutes before the alarm was set to go off. Instead of trying to snooze those minutes away, I roll over and reach over to Gerry putting my arms around him. I didn't sleep much nor well. As I snuggle up against Gerry's back, I hear him telling me he needs his sleep more than he needs sex right then. That's good I tell him because I was only trying to hold him close. Of course I wouldn't be Sara if I just laid there holding him and not talking.
After a few minutes of silence....
ME: Do you love me? (we've never used the L word in reference to each other)
GERRY: Do YOU love me?
ME: I asked you first.
GERRY: I asked you second.
A minute of silence goes by...
ME: Well, do you?
GERRY: Do you?
ME: I might.
GERRY: I might too.
I'm so easily pleased. I took this as a yes to my question. With that I scrambled out of bed to go put on the coffee and start his breakfast.
I've been in a happy mood ever since.