Quite Matter Of Factly

My husband and I were sitting in the living room.  Just passing the night away after work.

He and I started talking about my passions.  My passions.  The things I enjoy doing.  And the things I get excited about trying.   The things that he always humors me about.  I was talking about one thing or another, and stopped.

I looked at him and told him he never talks about his passions.  And I wished he would.

My husband, always the pauser before talking, responded without hesitation.

He replied, quite matter of factly, that I was his passion.

I mean…