He is the last thing that I see before i say "Thank you for calling Restek Domestic Customer Service, my name is Cyndi, how may I help you?" (Actually we do such a long introduction because we have remote headsets and sometimes when our phone rings we are visiting a friend, at the copier, in the kitchen heating up lunch or getting some ice in our cup, or standing right outside the door getting some much deserved vitamin D, and we don't even know that our phone is ringing until we hear the little beeping noise in our headset that is hanging around our neck.) On those occasions I answer in that sweet, SLOW, Southern style while I hoof it back to my desk so that I don't forget their account number or the order number they are calling about. As i slide into my desk chair, flipping through up to four screens of information, hoping that they won't ask a question I can't answer, I don't see my hubby's photo, but as soon as the call is over, there he is, waiting for me to hang up my phone...and I smile.
Several times during the day he texts me little sweet nothings...and I smile. And on a really good day, he picks me up for lunch...and then I really smile!
Bottom line...my hubby just makes me smile...a lot...all day...everyday. What a blessing he is!