While I adore the written word, my husband is not a big writer. The first little post-it note he ever wrote to me was to remind me of my appointment with the dentist. Very romantic indeed. The next one was a birthday card, almost seven months after. Let’s say we have very … different personalities.
Our wedding was honestly the most beautiful day in my life. I enjoyed every minute of it and I smiled all day. Which means I didn’t cry when he said his vows (that he had written himself and that reflected perfectly his style). I was touched, moved, impressed and I loved him with every inch of me. But I didn’t cry.
On Christmas Eve I had to turn my back to my in-laws when I read the little card he wrote me. As I already told you, I chose to subscribe for a year-long course that hopefully allows me the regroup, to set focus again. He had no clue what he was giving me, so he asked for the link, and wrote me a little card to hand me over as a present. It was unexpected. I had seen him write it a few hours before and I couldn’t have imagined the beautiful message of love and hope and passion and togetherness he was composing.
2015 will be a good year for us…
When was the last time you were really moved by something someone did for you?