Eating eggs and toast prepared by someone who loves you

My grandfather picked me up the other day before we took the five hour drive to the jersey coast and we stopped at his house beforehand. He asked if I was hungry - if I wanted some eggs, and I said yes because I've learned that his love language is providing. and it was a delight. Delicious and nurturing. The next morning he told me that he had a dream about me where he was telling all the rest of the family how we had spent some time together and how happy it made him. that is such a sweet form of love.