On Saturday, D$ and I were traveling north to Phoenix and had a great conversation. We were planning some meals and ideas for my parents visit on Wednesday.
He paused and said to me: I'm really happy your parents are coming, I didn't realize how much I missed them.
This means the world to me. My parents mean the world to me. I am really close with both of them, and we are friends. Second to D$, they are the people I want to share with first.
I am more excited for their visit because of this! Sweet husband indeed!