My husband does not remember birthdays or anniversaries. He’s not a giver of flowers or fancy chocolate. He does however, fill the gas in my car when it’s running low because he knows that I don’t have time to do that. He goes out of his way to get me my favorite brand of ice cream. He looks after our boys on weekends so I can have some ‘me’ time. He works very hard to ensure that we live a comfortable life. That is my husband’s love language.
Writing as a love language
I am a rememberer of birthdays, anniversaries and any other special occasion. I am a gift giver and a greeting card sender. I am a memory keeper. I take photographs of my children, of life’s milestones, and everyday joys. I write in my blog about what motherhood means to me, and document my children’s milestones and daily shenanigans. That is my love language.
Children’s love language
My oldest is three and a half, and is speech delayed. He doesn’t yet understand what “I love you” means. Even through all the challenges that come with a speech delay, my son is loving and affectionate. He greets us in the morning with a cheery “Hi!”. He hugs his little brother, and takes his hand when we go out. He hugs with wild abandon. He’s my cuddler and snuggler. That is his love language.
My littlest doesn’t like to take my hand when we walk together (except his brother’s). He doesn’t always enjoy his brother’s over-boisterous hugs. He does however, like to back up and sit down on my lap when we’re on the floor together. When he’s tired, he puts his head on my shoulder. He hugs everyone’s legs. He kisses with enthusiasm. He dances when the music comes on, and even when it ends, because he loves making us smile. That is his love language.
It doesn’t have to be said all the time. It doesn’t have to be shown with presents or flowers or cards. It doesn’t have to be dramatic. Your love language can be made up of the tiniest things – it is in the way he rests his hand gently on the small of your back. It is in the way she cuts off the crusts on your sandwich. It is in the look in their eyes when they see you in the morning. It is in the hugs they give you before they go to sleep. That, is love language.
What is your love language?