Dear Husband

Dear Husband,

This week was very up-and-down. I had a really rough start, but you have been so patient.
Thank you for doing the things that mean so much to me. I love that you know how much I love the romantic things.

Like when you surprised me and bought salami and cheese and Martinelli's and we had lunch in the Garden's on campus to smooth Jazz music.
And held me while I cried- or refused to cry even though we both knew I needed to.
And the next day you bought daisies. My favorite.
And when you went on a bro-date and got pedicures, you knew I would be a teensy bit disappointed if your toes weren't painted. So you came back with them painted camo. And I laughed so hard.
And on your lunch break you made the bed I didn't have time to get to. And swept the floor. And even got all your dishes in the sink.
And supported me when I decided to quit my internship.
And thought to pause for a moment and let me know that you noticed I was doing better, and how proud you were that I was being so productive. You have no idea how much that means to me.
And I am so grateful that you are the worthy priesthood holder I always dreamed of marrying. And the hard worker that can support our family (and my sweet tooth).

You are my Hero.

Love,
Your Wife.