December 29, 2017

My dearest,

There’s something beautiful about what you told me last night when I was bemoaning how little money I make. You told me that I make enough, that I can even afford to take you to Hokkaido during winter for a vacation.

Baby, you are so loving and reassuring.

I don’t need flowers or fancy cars, big houses or all the money in the world, to know that you are the love of my life. How blessed am I. How blessed are we.

Yours, ever and always.