We’ve been married 31 years, known each other a lot longer than that. I’d say I know my husband pretty well.
A card. And probably candy or flowers. That’s what I expected.
What did I get? A box of artisan chocolates (pretty to “ooh” and “ahh” at, before they’re scarfed down). And a card that plain made me laugh out loud. A big honkin’ purple fold-out design of a roller coaster, one that enthusiastically plays the “The 1812 Overture.”
Best of all, the message scribbled on it: “You and me . . . It’s the most fun I’ve ever had. . . I praise God He put you in the seat beside me . . . You make the ride worthwhile. Love, Al.”
I feel the same way, honey. . . there have been lots of ups and downs . . . but I’m so glad you’re there to squeeze my hand and reassure me when things get scary. I love you.
Lookin’ up,
Sislyn