How To Build Intimacy Through Small Daily Habits

Throughout their entire relationship, my father has brought my mother breakfast in bed. Every morning, without fail. A cup of tea, made exactly the way she likes it, and something simple to eat. It never mattered how early it was, or that the tea was often cold by the time she drank it (she preferred it that way, apparently). He never did it because he wanted praise. He never brought it up in conversation. He never expected thanks. He simply did it because caring for her was what he wanted to do.