“I ain’t settling for just getting by. I’ve had enough so so for the rest of my life. Tired of shooting too low, so raise the bar high. Just enough ain’t enough this time. I ain’t settling for anything less than everything.” Settlin’ Sugarland
If there ever is a next time, I want romance…
Nope, I don’t mean dozens of roses. Heck, one red rose, or a handful of wildflowers he picked in the woods would make my heart melt.
Nope, I don’t mean fancy cards, leaving me a flirtatious note (or even that he is thinking about me) on my pillow would make me feel like the luckiest woman alive.
Nope, he doesn’t have to read eloquent poetry to me. Telling me he is sure glad I am in his life would definitely make me want to cook him a special home cooked meal though.
Nope, he doesn’t need to take me out on fancy dates, or spend a lot of money. Taking me for long walks (and holding my hand) or goofing off like kids at the playground will get me wanting him to hang around me for an awfully long time.
