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Luna_Lovecraft
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In this morning’s mail I received a handwritten love letter from my husband.
When he’s home he makes us spinach omelets and toast for breakfast.
He reads to his daughters every night, even if he’s seven states away and has to stay up until midnight to talk to them.
He taught the girls how to read.
He rubs my swollen feet and ankles after I’ve been on my feet all day.
He’s a great bartender.
He treats our old lady cat like the delicate furred princess she is.
He goes to Mass, Adoration, rosary recitations, Stations of the Cross, and Tenebrae with us even though he’s not Catholic.
So is your husband wonderful?
Luna
When he’s home he makes us spinach omelets and toast for breakfast.
He reads to his daughters every night, even if he’s seven states away and has to stay up until midnight to talk to them.
He taught the girls how to read.
He rubs my swollen feet and ankles after I’ve been on my feet all day.
He’s a great bartender.
He treats our old lady cat like the delicate furred princess she is.
He goes to Mass, Adoration, rosary recitations, Stations of the Cross, and Tenebrae with us even though he’s not Catholic.
So is your husband wonderful?
Luna