Today we went to a beach and hung out for quite a while. After too much sun and heat, I tend to get overheated, a headache and then grumpy. I had reached that point, and we decided to leave but not before bashing my head on the top of our cabana not once, but twice. I was ready for a nap and some shade and quiet. But instead of heading right home, Jim cranked the A/C in our rental truck and headed the long way home on a loop drive along the edge of the island. We saw windmills, salt plains, flotsam, jetsam, trash sculptures, a lighthouse, historical slave huts and so many more interesting things. When we got almost home, he asked if I was feeling better, and I admitted that I was. He just knew that that’s what I needed and that I would enjoy it.
That is why I love him. He is so considerate and kind.