Love is in these little things, in small acts of kindness, in the simple consideration of another person. Aaron was always considering me, keeping me top of mind. Our big love grew from a million tiny considerations of one another: How he slept with a hand on me, because he was too claustrophobic for my brand of snuggling. How he laid in bed with me until I fell asleep—even when he wasn’t tired—because he knew I couldn’t fall asleep without him. How we started and ended any day apart with a phone call.
