Dear Hubbie,
We are never, ever moving to a state where there is a dominant SEC team. Alabama? Absolutely not. Mississippi? I don't think so. Louisiana? Forget about it. I don't care if we will take an increase in pay with a new job there, and I don't care if your great grandmother lives there. We will never live in a southeastern state. Ever.
Love, Me
"Way back when and before I even knew you, I attempted to write you one letter everyday for a year. Here's what I had to say..."
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
January 8th
Dear Hubbie,
Thanks for all those times when you willingly agree to spend time with my family. It may not mean a lot to you, although it does to me.
Love, Me
Thanks for all those times when you willingly agree to spend time with my family. It may not mean a lot to you, although it does to me.
Love, Me
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Monday, September 26, 2011
September 26th
Dear Hubbie,
If in the far future I develop some form of dementia, the playing of A*Teens or Michelle Branch music will always bring me back... Random, yes, but just thought you should know.
Love, Me
If in the far future I develop some form of dementia, the playing of A*Teens or Michelle Branch music will always bring me back... Random, yes, but just thought you should know.
Love, Me
Sunday, August 7, 2011
August 7th
Dear Hubbie,
I can't wait to meet you. To know what you are like, to hear your everyday thoughts, to be your best friend. I wish I knew who you were and where you are at this very minute, although I can only imagine the shape and contour of your face sitting in a place I can only daydream. I know I have to be patient. I'm not yet ready to meet you, as much as I wish I could. I know I don't even know what you are like, but I can't wait to meet you and to grow old with you. But until that day comes, I'll just have to keep waiting...
Love, Me
I can't wait to meet you. To know what you are like, to hear your everyday thoughts, to be your best friend. I wish I knew who you were and where you are at this very minute, although I can only imagine the shape and contour of your face sitting in a place I can only daydream. I know I have to be patient. I'm not yet ready to meet you, as much as I wish I could. I know I don't even know what you are like, but I can't wait to meet you and to grow old with you. But until that day comes, I'll just have to keep waiting...
Love, Me
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