I think I’ve taken for granted the daily dinner dates that we have. I’m sorry.

Thank you for bringing me home everytime we do. I know it’s far from your place and traffic is getting worse on our side of the world, but you still want to make sure I arrive safely home.

We may get fat (which I am already) and look tired and stressed (which I am too), But I love you just the same. :* Thank you for all the little things, babe.