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.
2 comments:
STOP IT! I'm all chocked up. Happy Anniversary!!!! Wait. . . you're going to spend your anniversary hanging out with Kerry, Beth and me? That's love! Or is it the temptation of the brownies??
Glad you got your pictures to work!
Happy Anniversary! Many, many years to you and Peter!
What a romantic, by the way.
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