I have certain absolute ‘comfort movies,’ which will always be a source of comfort, whatever the reason. None of them likely make sense as to the who’s, and why’s, Lord knows they don’t make sense to me; they simply are.
My family knows kind of where I am: if I’m struggling if I’m upset if I’m numb based upon the video I am watching. I’m never judged. I’m always loved and supported, which is one of the most wonderful feelings in the world.Then to be surprised by my darling husband to enter the living room
Then to be surprised by, Rob dear husband, when I enter the living room to find one of my ‘comfort movies,’ which he hates at this point simply from having been forced to watch them so. Many. Times, to find him playing one of them because he was thinking of the kind of day I’ve been having.
It means so much to me that he pays such a close attention to which movie I need to watch, when.