Can you remember a specific time when someone did something so touching that you knew they truly loved you? A spouse, significant other, parent, child, friend? Something unexpected, not asking anything in return – just for the pure love of it?
Today, something reminded me of once when my husband and I were at a dinner at a friend’s house. He offered to get something from the dessert table for us to share since we were on a diet. He brought back a piece of our favorite cake. I watched as he proceeded to cut the piece in half and then give me mine – the half that had all the frosting!
Now, that doesn’t sound like much, but I know how much he loves sweets – especially buttercream frosting. It wasn’t a huge sacrifice, but it was from the heart. It will never win any awards, never be remembered as an act of heroism or courage, but it is indelibly engraved in my memory as one of the most profound gestures anyone could make.
There have been other instances where he has shown his love, but that single act of giving when he didn’t have to truly moved me.
Just a silly memory, but makes up for all the times I’ve wanted to strangle him 
