2 years

dear D,

you've been amazing.

and i'm sad to admit it, but i was a tad bit skeptical.

when i knew i had to have all my wisdom teeth pulled, and that i would be out of commission for a while, i had a little twinge of worry. would you be able to take sufficient care of me & the house while i was down? i mean, let's be honest, i do a lot of stuff that you don't normally do [cooking, cleaning, laundry etc.] and i wasn't sure if you knew what you were in for.

but 2 years ago today, you got down on one knee and asked me to marry you, because you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me. that moment was incredible and i'll never forget it.

and so with being married, we vowed to love each other thru sickness & health.

and let me tell you - you totally held up your end of the deal these past 11 days.

i have never felt so loved - been so babied - and been so at ease in letting someone care for me.

you cleaned the house. washed the mountains of dishes. cooked yummy food. made sure i took my medicine on time. squirted out my mouth. kept my ice packs cold. and even held the bucket while i puked all my insides out after the surgery.

someday i'm sure i'll have my turn and i'll be able to baby you - but until then i just wanted to say, from the bottom of my still-healing-wisdom-teeth-holes:

thank you.

& i love you.