Dearest Husband,

Dear Mr. Hubs,

you are fast asleep right next to me and it's only 6:22 pm. I can't imagine how exhausted you are after taking care of me last night. I'm pretty sure i woke you up on 3 separate occasions. selfishly woke you up, just so that you'd know I was throwing up. you'd come with me to the bathroom and pat my back and hold my hair back and grab more meds for me. Then, after 5 or so hours of broken sleep you got up at 6 to make it to your 7 am class. And of course you didn't leave until pampering the guts out of me and kissing my tummy where it hurts the most and making sure that I'd be okay while you were gone. There was no way I could have made it to my morning classes but I insisted on going to one. You came with me cause you thought it was a bad idea. You were right, I should have stayed home; throwing up in public bathrooms is a whole lot worse than in your own home. bleh. Maybe this doesn't sound like a love letter, none of the things mentioned above are mushy/gushy romantic. But I just wanted to let you know that i know you love me. sounds backwards. I guess that's just how i feel right now. Me being sick doesn't make it easy to express my love. In fact, it kinda puts me in a grumpy mood and brings out the worst in me. But me being sick brings out the best in you. The protective, caring, gentle man that you are. At the end of the day, your magic kisses, loving looks, and unwavering patience are all the romance I could ask for.

I sure love you mr.

your wife

P.S. mom named the stone this time. His name is gwedo. only it's not spelt like that. i can't spell worth a dime, let alone while drugged up...


  1. What a sweet post. All you need is love. :)
    And I do hope you are feeling better. If you need some cheering up, I do know a GREAT book (my favorite, in fact) that will help you take your mind off things.

    and does your mom mean GUIDO? Like, an Italian dude?

  2. Oh my! This post has "the good, the bad and the ugly"
    The good = music to my ears that my son is so caring.
    The bad = you're still in PAIN!!!
    The ugly = throwing up in a public bathroom!
    And through it all, you wrote this. I think you expressed your love beautifully.
    I am so blessed to have you both in my life.
    p.s. Can I help? I could deliver "monkey bars"...

  3. I love you, sweetie. I think that was a very romantic post.
    It's a love letter in my book.

    I think it's spelled "Guido".