When is the last time you felt truly loved?
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This question filled me with sadness when I saw it because I realized the last time I have felt truly loved was almost 15 years ago. Makes me want to ensure that the people I truly love know exactly how I feel.
Just a little while ago I woke up and found this note stuck under my pillow from my 7 year old.(We all have the flu)I love you.I no how you feel.I am sorry you are sick.I want to go to school today.I will miss you.Love, E How could I not feel truly loved after that?
Yesterday - sitting beside my 10yo in hospital as he came around from an anaesthetic that he had to have to realign a broken bone before it was put in plaster.
Not sure if it was the drugs, but he reached out, beckoned me closer and gave me a big hug (I actually got a few hugs) and a kiss (only one kiss though!).... Doesn't happen too often now he is nearly 11.
Every morning before getting out of bed, I roll over and Sebastian comes running to my side of the bed, eyes shining, tail furiously wagging, with a big doggie grin on his face. And throughout the day, whenever he comes and puts his doggie head in my lap and looks at me with those big brown eyes, begging for some extra love and affection. He's snoring at my feet as I type this. Thank goodness for unconditional canine love.
Every morning before my husband goes to work he makes himself a coffee (in a percolator on the stove, so it takes 5 minutes or so), and while he's waiting for it to be ready he comes and snuggles in bed with me. Much as I don't really like to be awake at the crack of dawn, it's undoubtedly my favourite time of day.
Just 5 minutes ago my husband called me from work to tell me he loves me. It made my day, and how interesting that I read this question just after his call.
Yesterday morning, when my sleepy-eyed 12-year-old looked up from his breakfast cereal and said simply, "Hug me."
Lucky for me, I get that a lot.
Yesterday, as I stood in the parking lot, my car battery totally dead, with tear streaked cheeks, and seeing my boyfriend drive around the corner...with jumper cables.
Every time my fiance roles over and wraps his arm around me and pulls me close...no less than three times a night! And I thank my lucky stars that I have found a man who gives me what I need.
Almost 8 years ago... My 18th birthday my grandpa gave me this lovely ring as he was literally dying. I treasure that ring more than anything else I have. I loved him more that I have ever loved anyone else.
Yesterday when the middle kid came in from school and sat down with me on the couch. He kept getting closer and closer till he was almost in my lap, then he anounced,'This is the life'.
Yep. Yep it is.
I loved Edie's comment, it made me smile!
Mine is probably similar, every morning I hit the snooze button so I can snuggle with my husband for that extra 20 minutes and for those 20 minutes I feel so loved.
Last night I made my husband's lunch for today, comforted my daughter who is nervous about traveling alone, and made funny faces at my son to make him laugh. I am the luckiest person on earth.
Two weekends ago, while the babe was napping, my husband and I had a little afternoon delight and then he offered to take the babe with him and do the grocery shopping so I wouldn't have to. I was on cloud nine the whole rest of the weekend.
Every morning on my way to work, if time permits, I stop by and say good morning to my 18 month old granddaughter. This morning, she grabbed me around the neck and hugged me so tight and gave me a big, wet, slobbery kiss. As I bent over to put her down, she said, ho me more pwese Nana. It just doesn't get any better than this!
Some sweet, some sad responses...I so enjoy hearing voices from all over the spectrum of lives.
For me, the last time I felt loved was five minutes ago when that Husband o' mine texted me. *sigh* I adore that man.
My birthday...last June. My sister, husband, Mother-in-Love and my boss all conspired to bring my sister (who I hadn't seen for 3 years) from MI to NH as a surprise. My husband arranged my schedule with my boss, my MIL flew my sister out and all four of them kept it a secret. My boss arranged a spa day for us and my husband gave me cash to spend how ever I wanted while she was here.I get all teary just thinking about it.
This morning my husband remembered to take the trash to the street. Finally. =) Just kidding. Last night, I we both worked late and had some pretty tough workdays. I fixed bacon and pepper jack burgers on toasted buns-one of his favorites and we ate on the couch with the dog and watched tv. We don't eat fried stuff and we don't usually have dinner in front of the television. But it was so nice to just be there together-the dog snuggled against my pregnant belly, husband's feet in my lap. We didn't move for two hours.
Yesterday. My best girlfriend made me a SURPRISE new york cheesecake. (my favorite thing of all time.)
This morning...Kids were finally dropped off at school and I was running late for work. As I was rushing down the hall to fix my hair my boyfriend stopped me held me close, kissed my cheek and asked if I knew how much he loved me and to have a good day!
Pretty much most everyday. Yes I am very lucky. My husband and kids are really awesome!
You are making me realize how lucky I am. My husband makes me feel loved every day.
This morning when I stumbled downstairs to start my coffee at 6 am, while hubby was still sleeping...and found it already made because he'd remembered to set it for me last night. Ahhhhh....
This morning! My husband is very anti-social in certain contexts - one is that he's very uncomfortable around people he doesn't know well, doesn't like to go to my work shindigs. This morning we needed to go to my office together to get something he needed and normally he'd prefer to stay outside so he wouldn't get dragged into conversations or introductions with my co-workers.
Instead, he came inside, hung out in my office, then we drifted into the hallway where he sat on a bench and he was introduced to several other co-workers. He talked to them, joked around, even sat there without complaint while I ran to get a certain co-worker I wanted to introduce. (I changed departments in the last year so I have a new cohort of people to work with that he's not met yet).
It sounds like no big deal but he HATES this sort of thing, and I know he did it all for me because he knows my co-workers and I talk about our families and that it makes me feel supported when he shows up.
This morning as my husband gave me a big kiss and a hug before I left for work.
yesterday when my 4 year old made me put down the laptop when he woke up from his nap so he could bury his head in my neck and wrap himself around me. soooo cozy.
I don't know...I know I should be able to answer this easily, with a good husband and four children. But truly, I exist in a lot of love and take it for granted. But to define a moment, when at a soul level, I felt LOVE .... hmmmm ... something to ponder this morning.
I am very blessed, I feel love every morning when my youngest gets out of bed and comes looking for me. And my husband always makes me feel loved. And every so often my 12 year old asks if we can just snuggle in bed before lights out. Thanks for reminding me!
- When my husband surprised me with a McDonald's coffee a couple Saturdays ago- When my 15 y/o boy walks up and hugs me for no reason. I got hugged just last night, in fact.- When my 18 month old boy wraps his arms around my neck and hugs me with all his tiny might, or when he dances with joy when he sees me. He has the best happy dance which is usually triggered by chocolate....- When my mom made me whatever I wanted to eat while I was pregnant for the youngest. For some reason I had the strongest cravings for things she made, and I only wanted her version!
I truly do feel loved every day, but these moments popped into my head as I read the responses. Wonderful topic!
On Monday..... My 3 year old nephew wouldnt let me out of his sight, and kept giving me "bear hugs and smooches".
Most recently, whenever my 17 yr old son either comes out to the parking lot to walk into the apartment building with me while telling me about his day, or when he greets me inside the apartment by saying, "Give me a hug & how was your day?" He's a great kid, & I'm very lucky.
I am woken daily by having a cup of perfectly executed coffee brought to me in bed. (Perfectly executed is a big deal, my coffee recipe is complicated, ie - it must not actually taste like coffee.) My husband then sits next to me in bed to cuddle while I blink my way into consciousness with my high-maintenance caffiene beverage.
I am utterly loved and grateful every day for it.
A few nights ago when my husband got in bed with me and thought I was sound asleep. He gently brushed a few strands of hair off my face and whispered "Look at my gorgeous, gorgeous wife". I feel warm and happy now just thinking about it.
About 5 minutes ago when my husband stopped by my office like he does every Mon/Wed/Fri to eat lunch with me and was sad when I told him I couldn't today.
About two hours ago when I had an emotional melt down at work, which was unforatunately witnessed by two people I barely know. I text my man and told him. Ten minutes later I got a text from him saying, "I'm outside." He left work, telling them he had an emergency, to come and give me a hug. And a Red Bull. Because I love Red Bull.
Oh my gosh, every single day.
P.S. I love this post. It is SO exactly what I needed today.
I'm single and live alone and far from my family, so expressions of love are most often shared over the phone. Last weekend, though, I saw my mom - and as she does every time, she squeezed me tight and long when we said hello and again when we said goodbye. She never says "I've really missed you," because it's always in that hard hug. Nobody hugs like my mom does.
Thinking of this, I recalled a memory from several years ago. While in college I studied abroad and stayed at a bed and breakfast in Ireland run by an American couple. They were very friendly and treated my companions and I as if we were their kids. Before I left, realizing it had been a very long time since I'd been hugged and wishing my mom was there, I requested one from the proprietor's wife. She happily obliged. That hug held me over for the rest of the trip. :)
Yesterday, I was IMing with my BFF:
Me - I woke up this morning stressing about A, B, C, and D. I just don't know how I can logistically manage B.BFF - Violet, on the B front, when you need to handle it we can talk. We can figure it out.
That is her way of saying that she will loan me money if I need it, even though she knows it might be quite some time before I could repay her. She is ALWAYS there for me. That's true love, man.
This morning. My husband spooned me and told me that he loved me. It was 5am. (Sigh....)
Funny add-on: My husband says I sometimes roll over in my sleep, and wake him up to say, "I love you." I'm completely unaware of it, but appearantly it makes him happy!
Yesterday, a book I had ordered for my son came in the mail. After I let him open the Amazon box and he checked out the book and the trading cards that were a surprise, he gave me a huge smile followed by a big hug. Then after dinner, he gathered up all the plates, rinsed them and put them in the dishwasher. He told me, 'mom you do enough all day, you just rest and watch LOST'. It was all I could do to not get teary-eyed!
I've read 43 responses and while I am delighted that the colonists feel loved, for me it's more taken for granted. But this is my life, it turned out better than I could have imagined and I am content, so I'm not going to be envious. Well, not too much. ;-)
A couple of weeks ago my husband and son were driving down a busy street and a cocker spaniel dog came sauntering slowly into the middle of the street. My husband said that people were blaring their horns and screeching their brakes in order to keep from hitting it. He pulled over and went back and picked up the flea riddled dog and put him in the back seat and brought him home. He was an old dog and quite deaf. This very old dog we named Fred and he fell for our female cocker spaneil named Ashes. We tried to find its owner to no avial. Anyway, I had to set the background for the story to be understood. Ashes is very teritorial with her pigs ear and attempts to take the other dogs treats away from them. Fred--is old and feeble and deaf--and he went around and collected the other pigs ears from all the dogs (four total) and brought them and dropped them at Ashes feet. Then very slowly he tried to mount Ashes and he is so old and feeble it looked like it was in slow motion. It was hysterical. The whole family was laughing because you could see that he definitly was courting her. Anyway, I had been sick and was complaining about how sorry I looked and how bad I felt. Last night I was standing in front of the kitchen sink with a ratty bathrobe on and my bedhead hair sticking up all over and I felt somethng hit the bottom of my leg. I looked down and there was a pigs ear laying at my feet. I turned and my husband was standing in the doorway leaning against its frame with and incrediable sexy smile on his face. I will never forget how good he looked or how good it made me feel. No word was said except "This worked for Fred". What a funny man. Still makes me laugh and feel beauitful after 27 years!
When I still had a yellow lab who looked exactly like the one pictured on this post. His was unconditional. Wish I still had him.
This question made me sad...
My Plus One and I are separated for a few more days... I've been attending Culinary school in Dallas, TX and he lives back HOME in Oklahoma. We email a lot. We've been together, 6 short months and are co habitating when I come HOME to Oklahoma in three short days.
Email today from Plus One: I am so looking forward to our time, will do my best to make you as happy, as comfortable as possible, help you with Isabelle, travel, anything, everything. Whether we go to Tahiti or Tahlequah, the Bistro or a bookstore, a stroll on the beach or a trip to feed the fish........completely at peace, happy, enjoying our time together. Holding your hand, sitting on the couch, talking and laughing at 2 in the morning...........it is really all about you. Fascination, excitement, revelry.....so many emotions I feel for you. My whole life has led me to this relationship, I see it so clearly, and will treasure each and every day. My feelings are strong and run deep, of course you know this. I will not smother you, but my choice in life 99 times out of 100 will be to be by your side, even if it is a journey to the river Styx (Norman, OK). I know I can be a handful........irritating. Other night, you said a couple of times you thought you couldn't do this, and I understand I can be a piece of work. Just know.....I am grateful for the chance, for the change you have given me in perspective, and for the challenge to make our relationship a special one. You do mean the world to me, sugar. You say you miss me........when I read that, I look to the heavens, and know that we do in fact have a Creator, and he, or she, is smiling on me. You......miss me. How incredible is that? Unbelievable. We have come so far in a short time. Much more real with each other, more genuine than even a month ago. Feel so good, so proud of myself for having such a healthy relationship with such a dynamic woman.
At least weekly. My kids randomly tell me that they love me about weekly (but they're still little so I try really had to bottle up the feeling cause I know the warm fuzzies will be passed out more frugally as they get older). My hubby doesn't tell me in words, but the actions are there. He buys me stuff he knows I need. My hairdryer kicked it and he just picked up a new one at Costco when he was there for something else. Little stuff like that.
This morning. I gave my hubby an extra long kiss, and he told me he loved me. Then I kissed my son goodbye from his bed, and he told me he loved me too.
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