You Make Me Feel Special

I was in bed, and my wife Mel put her head on my shoulder, arms across my chest, and said “Happy Birthday.” It was morning. I was 36, and we’d been married for almost 14 years. I breathed her in, smiled, and said “You make me feel special.”

I don’t know if I’d ever told her that. I felt warmer in her arms. Safer and comfortable. I’m not the kind of perso…