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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Dear Ian My Love,

It seems like only a year ago I wrote you a little love note on our third anniversary.

In fact, it was a year ago, to this very day. So that makes this our fourth anniversary together. Bizarre, isn't it? So much has happened in this last year. I visited a couple law schools and decided that we should move to Portland,  then we had a hellish experience finding an apartment in Portland, and then we actually moved to Portland. It is one of the hardest things I have ever done (even while it has been so rewarding), but I'm glad I didn't have to do it alone.  I'm glad you decided to take this adventure with me.

You are my biggest support every day. You celebrate my successes, and comfort me in my failures. You sacrificed and took great risks in coming here with me, and I appreciate you so much for that. You seem to be enjoying Portland as much as I am for your own reasons, and not just for me, and that makes me happy.

Remember when I asked you to get me a pair of socks from the dryer, and you handed me two mismatched black socks, and I lectured you about how they were not matching and would you please go get me a sock with yellow stitching along the toe, then you did one of those magician behind the ear magic tricks and pulled the matching sock out from behind my ear, and I laughed and laughed and laughed? You know me too well. And you keep me on my matching-socked toes.

I love you,

Your Sra


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6 comments:

miss. chief said...

aw!

Scott said...

It's amazing how socks can keep our feet--and hearts--warm. (Ha!)

Holly said...

Cute! Too funny about the magic trick! :P

Zac said...

aw!

Zac said...

aw!

miss. chief said...

aw!

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