So last night, me and Melvin looked through all the papers the church gave us. One of which, introduced the book The Five Love Languages.
The author contends that people express and receive love in different ways. If you express love in a way your spouse does not understand, he or she won't realize you have expressed your love at all. It is as if you are speaking two different languages.
My sister first introduced me to this book, but we just last night spent some time reading a bit more about it.
As it turns out, my "love language" is Quality Time. His is Physical Touch (not shocking).
Turns out we really do speak different languages sometimes.