"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Love Letters

So, I just read this post on one of my favorite blogs, Bloom. It reminded me that I haven't written my sweetheart a love-letter in a while, so here I am.

Mel,

You are the BEST. And I'm not just saying that. I loved being able to eat breakfast with you this morning. I just hope I get to see you long enough to give you a big kiss before I have to run to class tonight.

I love our late-night talks about anything and everything. I love that you're always willing to help with dinner, even when I make you grate the cheese and set the table every time. I love that you like holding my hand as much as I like holding yours. I love how you send me little e-cards for no reason whatsoever. And I love that you don't get mad, even when I haven't made the bed for a whole week.

I cherish all the time we get to spend together, and I love that you make me do my homework before dinner, so we can cuddle in front of the TV after.

I know that your divorce was hard on you, and I hope that I can help heal those wounds. I hope some day that we can take it for granted that we will be together forever, not because we're getting lazy, but because we love each other so much that we simply know it will never change. I want to grow old with you and be one of those cute couples who always hold hands, even when they're ninety.

In short, I love you and I miss you. I'll see you tonight.
Mal
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  1. RachaelNovember 12, 2009 at 7:22 PM

    Isn't Bloom delicious? Love that blog. And this is such a cute letter. Such a good reminder to vocalize those warm thoughts towards our loved ones.

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