4 words.
I love you, CJ.
Mostly I just wanted to say that I feel SO blessed to be married to such a wonderful and considerate husband.
So, husband, I love you... so so much, you amaze me. I love how much you've grown, and I love how ard you're trying. I love that you worry so much about the littlest things, and I love how you make the obstacles that seem so big suddenly so small.
Even though we're a gagillion miles apart I know you've got my back. I've got yours, homie.
I love how you've stuck by me, through everything. I love that you still support me and my flighty nature, you never try to supress it, even though you make me think twice about what i'm doing.
I love that you call me and express your concerns, and moreso, I love that we're able to talk through them maturely.
I love looking at our pictures, our home, our life and feeling like you're still here. Knowing that you're coming back, that you're still such a big part of our day. I love that even 4 months into *this shit* I still look at the clock and think "he'll be home soon."
I love that your son loves you SO much, and that you ave such a HUGE impact on him. Oh yes. He be rollin through the Hood with his sword out the window yellin "Kill bad guys! Kill kill!!" and some how, I can't help but laugh, because I KNOW that that, is ALLLLLL you. For shame daddy, teaching such a young child such evil things!
I love, that even when I feel so alone, I still feel that you're here.
I love being your wife, even if you gave me *no choice.* You still won't get out of my head.
I love it when I see all these other couples that seem so happy, and feeling the warmth in my heart, know that we are that happy.
I love kissing you, and I really love that no matter how many times a day I kiss you, it never ever gets old.
Above all, Curtis Charles Motha' Fuckin' Jones, I love that I am still so madly in love with you, and that you helped me find a way back into love.
Mostly I just wanted to say that I feel SO blessed to be married to such a wonderful and considerate husband.
So, husband, I love you... so so much, you amaze me. I love how much you've grown, and I love how ard you're trying. I love that you worry so much about the littlest things, and I love how you make the obstacles that seem so big suddenly so small.
Even though we're a gagillion miles apart I know you've got my back. I've got yours, homie.
I love how you've stuck by me, through everything. I love that you still support me and my flighty nature, you never try to supress it, even though you make me think twice about what i'm doing.
I love that you call me and express your concerns, and moreso, I love that we're able to talk through them maturely.
I love looking at our pictures, our home, our life and feeling like you're still here. Knowing that you're coming back, that you're still such a big part of our day. I love that even 4 months into *this shit* I still look at the clock and think "he'll be home soon."
I love that your son loves you SO much, and that you ave such a HUGE impact on him. Oh yes. He be rollin through the Hood with his sword out the window yellin "Kill bad guys! Kill kill!!" and some how, I can't help but laugh, because I KNOW that that, is ALLLLLL you. For shame daddy, teaching such a young child such evil things!
I love, that even when I feel so alone, I still feel that you're here.
I love being your wife, even if you gave me *no choice.* You still won't get out of my head.
I love it when I see all these other couples that seem so happy, and feeling the warmth in my heart, know that we are that happy.
I love kissing you, and I really love that no matter how many times a day I kiss you, it never ever gets old.
Above all, Curtis Charles Motha' Fuckin' Jones, I love that I am still so madly in love with you, and that you helped me find a way back into love.