To me, the epitome of love is my man wrapping his arms around me from behind and dancing in the kitchen with food on the stove while listening to a song on the radio, more specifically, NPR. I don't really understand why that screams love to me, because it's so random and strange. Maybe because I watched my dad and stepmom Pam do that so much and I know they're in love? Either way, I've always wanted that to happen.
The first time it happened with Vince I thought I was going to have a heart attack because I got so happy my heart was beating a million beats per minute. That was like ultimate happiness for me. Even now when he dances with me like that, I fall in love all over again. I immediately get the goosebumps, close my eyes, and smile.
I've never told him how I feel when he does that and I think it's because I don't want him to do it when I'm mad at him. He would totally use it against me!
It truly is one of the best feelings in the world though.