Today is our 3rd wedding anniversary and man is my husband a keeper. Not because of these BEAUTIFUL flowers he sent that have the longest stems I've ever seen. Or because he's taking me out Saturday.
He does a million things every day. He laughs at my jokes. He understands when I'm sad or flustered or pissed or overwhelmed. He know just what to say to talk me down from any of the many things that I need talked down from.
But because, today, in the card that came with my flowers, he said something that reminded me (not that I necessarily need a reminder) of why he's such a good guy.
He said 'thanks.'
Thank you, Peter, thank you.