This was more than a smile, it was a warm to your toes love message. We'd finished the walls to our kitchen about a month ago, and invited people, a bit here and a bit there, to see it.
A friend who was here the other night brought this very expensive bottle of single malt scotch over for my husband. As we were in the kitchen, just the two of us, I said, that's a very nice gift, thank you (and, yes, husband had as well). But when it was just the two of us, he told me that he'd never had a big brother, and that my husband was his big brother and looked after him.
I thought I'd cry. My husband has never had a sibling, and I feel he thinks the same way. He bought this guy compression socks because he flies so much. I just think that this kind of friendship makes me want to get uup in the morning and smile!