I come from a family where those three little words were used. They were never “thrown around” the way they are now but held as special, deep, personal and sincere. I hate hearing them on phone calls though confess I do always repeat them back to those I do love, such as my family. I think they are said too soon, too often and too freely these days and are losing their unique potency. I think maybe this is what has happened to the OP’s husband. The daughter has said it and he has simply repeated it back. After all, it would be odd not to when you do love someone.
I’m sure I’ll be shot down in flames for this but I prefer to use them with meaningful hugs, in times where strength is required, in times of great joy, great sorrow, illness or really happy times. They are not “three little words” to me. They are three very big words, used always carefully to retain their magic.
Acts of love though, the small proofs of love every day, the physical shows of affection these are natural and the stuff of life.
The words, for me, are for something else. I expect your husband feels a bit like this. If you and he love each other and you need to hear the words, maybe he needs to know this? Say them yourself and see what he says.
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