The Pain of Love, cont'd

It seems that each day has a new surprise. I imagine if we live in the little things that those things can be compiled and create a bigger picture. It is not so much expecting the big heart bursting examples of love, it is in the little ways that I can get a hug, move in close, he cares how I feel or at least asks what is on my mind. Remembering to compile the instances and not just resenting the lack of big experiences is what can help me to build a feeling of okayness.