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One a day..... |
| For Valentine's Day this year I gave my love, my husband, my friend a simple blue notebook. I started it a year ago, the day after Valentine's Day. Every page dated, one for each day and on each one I had something to say. For every page, a thought of love, a reason why I love him. Who knew when I started that during the year we'd get engaged, married too. Yet every day it came to be one of my favorite quiet time and the hardest part was keeping it to only one little, special, loving thing and after a while, I simply wrote what I wanted: Some days only a word or two, others a paragraph or three. I wrote of such things as coffee in bed, a timely hug, a thoughtful gift or of understanding noises when he had no clue what I was babbling about. Scribbled some days, in inks of rainbow hues, reasons deep, soul depth or shallow, reasons selfish, loving, sweet. Three hundred and sixty five reasons why I have, do and will love my wonderful, funny, loving Valentine. |