I came home to dinner already prepared. With candlelight, a rose, and sparkling cider. Also, there was a load of laundry almost out of the dryer. On a regular, old Wednesday.
I still can't wrap my head around my new life with this constantly surprising man. I just know I'm lucky ('lucky' being a gross understatement).
I have a friend whose marriage I've admired for years who told me her philosophy: "He's good to me, so I try to be good to him." I want to live that. After last night, I better step up my game.
Swoon.
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