How have you experienced love, generosity, or caring?

What a great question!
Yes,recently I have but it’s hard to talk about..
You are lucky to have someone in your life like that :))

@lucillelucillelucille Thanks, I sure am :)

I have received letters numerous times that have brought me to tears.
One Christmas, 2 years ago, I was working in LA and had a bunch of deadlines to meet and wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to make it home for Christmas. I was pretty depressed over this because I had never spent a Christmas away from my family.
One day when I got home from work, I walked into my room and sitting on my dresser was a little Christmas tree, about 2–3 ft. tall, covered in ornaments and a little present underneath. In the box was a letter from my mother.
One of my good friends had set this entire thing up while I was away and had my mom write and mail a letter days before. I’ll never forget that. I couldn’t stop crying it was so nice.
Luckily, at the last minute, I was able to go home for Christmas. :D

On a different note, when I was in high school, one of our Spanish teachers had cancer and left school for a while to go through treatment. When she returned, several of her classes combined all broke out into song at lunch in the quad and sang Lean on Me to her. That was amazing. :)

I was going through a very hard time in my life and someone I thought of as a rather casual friend made an observation about me and my circumstances. He said “You are the easiest SOB in the world to please and you never are” I was so moved that someone could see me so completely and didn’t find fault in my discontent. I felt so validated, I was able to move away from my dissatisfaction on my own.

One Christmas my son who was 18 at the time wrote me a beautiful letter. He had originally written it for a homework assignment. The assignment was, “Who is a hero in your life”. He wrote that I was and he explained in detail all the big and little things I have done for him in the course of his small life and why in his eyes they made me a hero to him. His teacher was so moved to tears she gave it back to him and told me to give it to me for Christmas. She was right. I never cried such happy tears. I couldn’t get through the letter without crying through the whole thing. It was amusing that when he saw me and his grandmother crying he thought he did something wrong. I told him it would probably be impossible for anyone to ever top such a beautiful gift. He thought his teacher messed up and I would’ve preferred a physical gift until I said that. Then he thought great! How do I top that next year! LOL

@stemnyjones Congratulations! :)

@Pandora Thanks :)

@stemnyjones Congratulations, outstanding achievement. My last tears were not happy ones. But wishing you, your baby and your partner a lifetime of joy.

I was in the hospital recovery room after just having my tonsils removed and my throat was on fire. The pain was excruciating and I was not happy. I tried to scream for help but could only lay there with tears pouring down my cheeks. I manged throated cries that were met with flustered responses from the nurses who did nothing for me…even went so far as to threaten me of not taking me back to the room until I stopped crying. The pain was too much to do so…on the gurnee next to me was a mother I suspect just gave birth tried to sooth me with her words and was clearly agitated by my duress. She grabbed the next nurse who walked by and sternly told that nurse to do something for that boy and the nurse promptly returned with a rubber glove stuffed with ice. I will never forget that woman’s caring gesture.

I was totally freaked out and depressed when I broke up with my boyfriend while I was in college. My friends made sure I was rarely alone, called me all of the time, listened to me cry, I even slept in bed with my roomate a couple of nights because I couldn’t stop shaking. I was so upset. In desperation I called his mom, because I missed her, and she told me how her sons are terrible and that I should forget about him. So many people gathered around me to help me through a tough time. It tought me how to be a good friend.

Completely separate my husband does sweet things for me all of the time. Sends me a text saying he is looking forward to seeing me when he gets home, or a simple I love you. He also will spontaneously suggest doing something that he know makes me happy. He always wants me to be with him. When he took golf lessons, he asked me to take them too. He is always greatful when I come with him to the racetrack. Someone once told me that many men would use these activities for time away from their wife, I never feel like he wants to be away from me.

I experience all that every day with my gf

I was 49 and trice married and divorced when I met and fell hopelessly and magically in love with Sandra who was then 54. We’d both been married more than once before and were not planning to fall in love nor marry again.

We are each others’ soul mates, the other half that makes each of us whole. She is the first one who enabled me to know what it really feels like to be loved. She tells me that it is the same for her.

Despite our reservations about remarriage, five years ago, I knew I could not imagine not being her husband and having the joy to have her be my wife. I never have regretted our decision and I know that she and I are meant for each other. My only regret is that we were not ready for each other decades earlier.

I have no desire to change her in the slightest and I know for certain, that despite my many flaws, she has no desire to “fix” or change me.

The love, generosity and caring I experience everyday from my wife, is beyond anything I ever imagined or expected to experience.

I am happy for you and I wish you continued success in your quest for life-long sobriety and for continued delight in your relationship.