Love is:
- Taking out the compost even when it is ooozy and gooey and could really walk out on its own given the chance
- Holding someone's hand (or hair, back) when they are being sick
- Throwing someone's snotty tissues away that they have left randomly dotted about the house
- Scraping the ice of someone elses car (as well as your own) at subzero temperatures
- Anything to do with the cat litter/wee/slimy water bowl
- Lying on someone's side of the bed to warm it up before they get in
- Washing up the roasting dish (which still has the remnants of yesterday's roast in it)
- Cooking Malaysian food for a homesick someone which involves firing up the petrol stove and stir frying outside the house, in the dark and in the cold.
- Putting up with grumpiness that is brought on by tiredness (which is the norm!)
- Taking out the rubbish and the recycling in all weathers
- Washing someone else's car that you don't even drive (which is incidently covered in cow muck and all manner of other farm matter)
Love is....all of the above and more.
Love is my boy. Well, boys but the small boy's list is somewhat different and for another time.
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