Grace

Every day I am greeted with grace. He wakes me up with kisses to my cheeks and forehead. When we can't be in the same bed, he sends me the same virtual kisses and hugs by text. He has learned my strange ways and accommodates them accordingly, the bedtime rituals and the morning routines. I am beautiful at my worst, and humbled at my best. In these graceful gestures he is easy. Grace is his love in motion.