Wednesdays are Love Letters to my husband days…
To my darling husband,
I love you.
For some reason, I just can’t make a big deal of my birthday. I just can’t… It feels foolish and simple-minded to me to make a big deal out of getting older. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I do love to be spoilt – I just can’t initiate it. I don’t know how… For weeks you have been asking me what I want for my birthday. And for weeks my reply has been that I don’t know. That’s not an easy answer when you want to buy your wife something that she would like.
I honestly don’t know what it is – why I feel so completely unworthy to celebrate a day that is actually mine to celebrate.
But, you made my day so special – and I am truly grateful for that. And for you…
We started off with bacon and eggs for breakfast. Then a stunning gift, and dinner last night with Baby Girl and my mom. YOu went out of your way to make my day special – even buying a really nice bottle of wine.
Thank you for cherishing me – even when I resist and I am difficult, you still cherish me and love me. I am grateful for yesterday, but I am even more grateful for you.