It's in the small things.
I've really come to appreciate the small things.
I walked out of our bedroom this morning and there it was.
Mr. Man had left me a sweet little love note.
It wasn't an email. Or a text.
It was an old-fasioned post-it note,
filled with hand-written thoughtfulness.
I wish he could have seen my face light up when I discovered it.
lucky, lucky, lucky me.
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