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Happy 11 years and one month to my lovely, gentle, wise wife. I was afraid that technical issues tonight would break the tradition I have here. I hope you know that these posts are deeply personal things, and this is a habit I wish to keep. I don't know if anyone will read them, but I imagine them to be special markings I leave on some Internet cave wall, left for random explorers to find. I want them to know that I love you, and that I mark this time as something special, something celebratory. To miss a month feels as if I would forget the very essence of you, something that is a silent crime.

I love you so very much.

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Happy 11 years to my lovey and wonderful wife. I hope you enjoyed the prose gift this morning. I write them only for you, and mean every word in them. I share them with you, just as I share my life, and I mean to keep sharing them with you for years to come. I love you.

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Happy 131 months of being married, my love. I hope your day today is wonderful, and I hope that I make you happy every day. I hope you know you are loved. I hope you know that I am happy to be married to someone as wonderful as you. I love you.

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Short, to the point, genuine.

I love you. Happy 130 months of being married, my dear. May I make you happy every day.

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Happy 129 months to my loving, wonderful wife. For the first time in a long while, I feel as if my life is going in a direction I want it to go. I have a terrific job (for now) writing video games, I'm writing regularly at home, I'm working out every day, and I have you - my love. I know the world can change. I can lose my job in a heartbeat. I could end my gym membership. I could stop writing (although I imagine I would have a lot more free time if I didn't go to the gym or the office). But I know you would love me and support me, holding me over until things stabilized again.

I love you.