Sometimes it’s silly little things; thoughtful things done unthinkingly and unselfishly that tell us, unmistakably that we’re loved unconditionally. This is one of those things.
We’d not run out of bottled water
— liquid refreshment I fear running out of –
but without checking, you panicked,
ran to the store close to bedtime,
picked me up a two-day supply.
And you called me to tell me,
also telling me you hadn’t checked
to see if we’d really run out.
I knew we had a few days’ supply,
but was very grateful nonetheless.
You told me you felt a little bit foolish,
but I felt a whole lot loved.