Love Notes

I abruptly sat up at 3:58 a.m. this morning, perhaps subconsciously aware that I was suddenly alone. Brandon wasn't scheduled to leave the house until around 4:30, where he planned to meet his mom and grandparents at the hospital before his grandpa underwent a serious surgery. I wandered around the house for a few minutes before thinking to check the garage where, sure enough, his car was already gone. After prying myself out of bed at 6am, I wandered into the bathroom, acutely aware of being alone (i've never seen Psycho, yet I am still afraid of showering while its dark out and i'm at home alone). Squinting through the glare of light, I saw a small card propped up against the mirror, where I was certain not to miss it. While he snuck out early, denying me the opportunity to say goodbye, Brandon still left a sweet heartfelt note to greet me. Little things like this - small discoveries of the depth of a person you have known and been with for ages - is what makes marriage wonderful. I really am blessed to have a person who I not only love, but who is like my best friend, to grow old with.


ps - yes, I know that busting out a camera is not necessarily the normal reaction to a love note, but I instantly knew that I wanted to blog about the moment - not for everyone else, but to remind myself of how lucky I am to have someone to share my life with