Acts of Service
Personal entry follows.
For whatever reason, I woke up this morning thinking of the good times I'd had with one of my ex-girlfriends, and the ways I would show her I cared for her. In this case, this woman and I were together for about a year and a half, close to two years. In that time, I engaged heavily in what I've learned were, in "Love Languages" speak: Acts of Service.
One of my favourite things we would do together would be on the weekends when I would be able to stay overnight at her house. We were both coffee fans, and as it happens she didn't like the cold. To provide her with some encouragement, I would bring her a cuppa coffee to start off our day. Sometimes if we were forward-thinking enough, we would set up the automatic timer for the coffee maker, so that all I needed to do was pour it, dress it up, and then bring it in. Other times I'd start up the coffee maker, come back to bed to snuggle and whatnot, then about 15 minutes later or whatever I'd grab our coffees and then bring them in.
Once we were there, cups of coffee in our hands, we'd both take a sip, then expel an exaggerated, "Ahh-hhh-hhh-hhh!" I still remember the sweetness of agave nectar that would be found in that first sip, and it really was satisfying. I remember seeing her sit up in bed, still nestled under the covers, visible perhaps only from the shoulders up, her hands holding her cup, and her smiling with me.
That first cuppa coffee is a morning ritual I see myself engaging in again with enthusiasm. It was an Act of Service I shared with my lover, with my friend, and it was probably the Love Language I am best at providing. I barely have more than a casual understanding of the Love Languages (the concept was introduced to me earlier this year) but it seems like if I can cross paths with a woman who appreciates that sort of thing, I think we'd be off to an excellent start.
It seems to me like I can continue to provide Acts of Service for those other important people in my life, in a purely platonic sense, and I'll have to look in to this more. There's the whole issue of people who don't appreciate Acts of Service so much, but I suppose I'll just have to deal with that. If I care intensely for them, I'll eventually learn what they appreciate most, anyway. But if you need a guy who can provide Acts of Service, "I'll be your huckleberry."
I long for a future with a woman who appreciates Acts of Service.