Saturday, July 21, 2012

Day 133.

Dear New Husband,

I am currently supposed to be packing for camp as I leave today. And you're washing my water bottle because I don't think I've used it since Haiti. Or maybe Bikram Yoga class. So it has a strange funk.

But I need you to know how much I'm going to miss you; how you brighten my day, how you're the best thing and the sweetest man I have ever known. These are the core things in you that I will be praising until we're old and disgusting.

I love you,
Your New Wife.

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