I love my husband today for the little gifts he gives
me. Not the kind you wrap up in paper
and ribbons, but the kind he knows matter most to me. When I can’t be home to be with my babies and
watch them grow, he is and shares it with me like no one else would. He calls me, texts me, sends me picture
messages daily, of all the little things along the way that would matter to no
one else but me. He does it because he
loves me, and knows how much I love them.
It makes me love him even more.
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