"I don’t encourage you to take Saturday’s off because I want something back. I’m not offering you that time so that I can take an equal amount. There are no strings attached," I said. "I just love you."
The air hung tense and awkward. Arguments seem to produce that kind of air. My wife and I wrangled on and on about something we couldn’t quite put our collective finger on. There were all kinds of miscommunication swirling around. Sometimes arguments take on a life of their own and, when passions rise, we forget the reason for the argument.
So, I had to back up and clear the air. When I did, and spoke those words, “There are no strings attached,” the epiphany alighted upon my slow mind. Yeah, I actually do this for you not expecting anything in return. It was good to hear myself say that, and it was true.
But there are plenty of times I do something to show my love to her all the while expecting reciprocation. Is that what love does? It expects? I don’t think so.