Writing about love is not challenging for me. I know love because I know Dishon. This man who reaches for my hand instinctively each time we pray. This man who always cares for me whenever I'm not well - making me soup and tea, cleaning snow off the car so he could go get ingredients to make my favorite breakfast. This man who will do silly dances to cheer me up. This man with whom I can laugh until I ache. I know love because I know Dishon.
I left the bedroom and went to lay on the couch in the middle of the night so I wouldn't keep him awake with my coughing and continually taking the covers off and putting them on again because of my chills. He came out of our room to let me know that I wasn't bothering him and that I should come back to our room. I know love because I know Dishon. When it's time for me to write about love in my novel, all I have to do is think about him.
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