Our second Valentine's Day he had written me a poem; I love Sam's poetry. But to add to it he had sent the poem to be professionally inscribed upon a parchment scroll with beautifully carved wooden dowels, and tied up in a beautiful green ribbon.
Our third Valentine's Day, 2008 in Colorado, I woke up to find a single rose with a couplet attached to it. As I got ready for the day, I continued to find solitary roses, each one a different color, and each one with a couplet written by Sam that linked the color of that particular rose to an expression of love towards me.
And now, 2009, he gave me a letter, but written with all of the eloquence of his poems. I have never had Sam express in so much detail his love, affection, and commitment towards me as he has upon this simple piece of paper.
Valentine's Day was coming to a close as I began writing this post, and now it is 7 minutes past midnight, a new day. But I wanted to take this moment to thank my husband, whenever he may come across this writing, for his devotion, tenderness, and detailed attention towards me. All too often I let my faults get in the way of recognizing how wonderful you are Sam, and even at this moment I cannot grasp the enormity of the blessing that you are in my life. I am just grateful to have a covenant between us, and with our best efforts and God's grace, eternity before us, because I want and need an eternity to fully cherish the unceasing breath of life that you add to my soul.
I love you Sweetheart.
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