It’s the thought that counts. The thought can make your marriage happy or miserable. Miserable: Another freakin’ hike through the wildflower preserve, just to keep her in a decent mood. Happy: Feels good to have her hand in mine. I don’t know what she sees in this place, but look at that happy crinkle in her eyes. I think I’ll kiss her every time we pass a black-eyed Susan...
It’s the Thought that Counts
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