Dear VagabondHusband

smile. While I remember having to crack jokes and act a goofball to make that happen, I love that I caught a non-forced one on camera for once. c) This is a photo of my heart, in my heart. I never thought I’d get you down to Savannah…I’ll probably cherish this photo simply for what it represents.
     You’ve told me several times to ‘Go big or go home’, and various little similarly annoying but supposedly encouraging phrases. So, I decided that a post-it note on your computer just wouldn’t suffice this time. Oh, no….this time, I wanted to tell you thank you and that I love you publicly…in front of my 6000+ regular readers between Facebook, Twitter, Bloglovin’ and all the other crazy blog-networks. Thank you for letting me wake up to this face every morning, and fall asleep next to it every night. Thank you for going with me to Savannah for your birthday, even though you were slightly convinced it was nothing but bars and tourist traps. Thank you for putting up with me interrupting your gaming and moderating several times an hour to steal a kiss and tell you something stupid, even though I’m sure you’ve figured out by now that I really don’t have anything to say…I just want to talk to you. ♥ Thank you, for weathering the storm and all the little showers that hit us here and there along the way. Thank you, for keeping me laughing even when I try really hard to stay upset or mad.

I love you, Mr. Smith. ♥

Mrs. Smith. ♥