Dear Bee,
This letter is the first of many. I decided last night in bed that I wanted today to be spontaneous and romantic. So, I set an alarm and 6AM I got up to buy you some flowers, Cookies&Cream Chocolate, and Odwalla juice. I was almost caught by Anne who saw me driving away when you were in the kitchen making breakfast, but I was far too coy for you to catch me. We then had an awesome lunch at Mi Casita, and were "reminded of Jodie's infamous phone call" after lunch when I forgot that I was supposed to be taking video of the Caribbean outreach team.
I realize that today isn't anything special. It's not an anniversary, a birthday, a hallmark date in our relationship, or anything of any immediate significance. But the more I thought about it last night, the more I realized I wanted to make everyday more special for you. As I write I am sitting on top of an industrial sized clothes dryer in the laundromat. But as I look down on you from my "Rain Fresh" scented vantage point, I can see the women that I promised to love like treasure and gold, and I'd do anything just to see you crack the smallest smirk.
These letters are mostly my way of pouring love on you to surprise you with how awesome of a husband I actually am. But really, these are just my sweet-hearted revenge for all those letters you wrote me before our wedding and never showed me until after.
I hope your heart is warmed when you read of my love, your face beams when I make you laugh, and your countenance changes to be lifted up on days when you feel low. You're my favorite, Beccah.
Love,
Hubs
This letter is the first of many. I decided last night in bed that I wanted today to be spontaneous and romantic. So, I set an alarm and 6AM I got up to buy you some flowers, Cookies&Cream Chocolate, and Odwalla juice. I was almost caught by Anne who saw me driving away when you were in the kitchen making breakfast, but I was far too coy for you to catch me. We then had an awesome lunch at Mi Casita, and were "reminded of Jodie's infamous phone call" after lunch when I forgot that I was supposed to be taking video of the Caribbean outreach team.
I realize that today isn't anything special. It's not an anniversary, a birthday, a hallmark date in our relationship, or anything of any immediate significance. But the more I thought about it last night, the more I realized I wanted to make everyday more special for you. As I write I am sitting on top of an industrial sized clothes dryer in the laundromat. But as I look down on you from my "Rain Fresh" scented vantage point, I can see the women that I promised to love like treasure and gold, and I'd do anything just to see you crack the smallest smirk.
These letters are mostly my way of pouring love on you to surprise you with how awesome of a husband I actually am. But really, these are just my sweet-hearted revenge for all those letters you wrote me before our wedding and never showed me until after.
I hope your heart is warmed when you read of my love, your face beams when I make you laugh, and your countenance changes to be lifted up on days when you feel low. You're my favorite, Beccah.
Love,
Hubs
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