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Happy monthly anniversary to my wonderful wife. I hope I'm always the one who impresses you and sweeps you off of your feet. I love you, and I love us together, cozy in our little home with our cats.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
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I love you, my wife. Today, I wish you-wish us-a happy 134 months of being together as husband and wife. This week has been strange, since I'm at work for several midnight shifts for the game I'm working on. I miss you, or at least, I get teases of you as we pass each other, residents of a day world and a night world. In a few days, our house won't feel like it's missing something. It'll be over, and we can go back to our tranquil cycle together in our cozy home.
I love you.
I love you, my wife. Today, I wish you-wish us-a happy 134 months of being together as husband and wife. This week has been strange, since I'm at work for several midnight shifts for the game I'm working on. I miss you, or at least, I get teases of you as we pass each other, residents of a day world and a night world. In a few days, our house won't feel like it's missing something. It'll be over, and we can go back to our tranquil cycle together in our cozy home.
I love you.
Monday, July 19, 2010
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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.
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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