Little Love Notes

This morning the younger girls were looking through my jewelry box. As I was helping them put things back into the box, I noticed a little slip of paper. I didn't have to open it to know what it said. I didn't have to read the words to feel a smile spread across my lips. I didn't have to see the handwriting to feel speed up a little bit.

It was just a small little love letter from Eric, back from the early days of our marriage.



When we were dating and first married, before Alex was born, we worked in the same office together. Fortunately for us, we are one of those sappy couples who just can't get enough of each other. (Usually. Trust me, we absolutely have our moments!) So working together was wonderful for us.

Every so often, one of us would drop a little note on the other's desk. It was infrequent enough that each time felt special, but often enough that it was never a surprise.

I had about 20 notes that I had kept. Over the years they've been misplaced or mistakenly thrown away. I'm down to just this one note now. But what a powerful note it is! I really need to put this somewhere safe so that it doesn't befall the same fate as the others. But then I wouldn't come across it at random times, would I?

Eric and I still leave each other little notes sometimes. Before the kids and I went to Chicago in June, I ran back into the house while Eric buckled the kids up so that I could write him a quick note. He tends to be more high tech and sends me text messages or programs little reminders in my phone. I hope this is one habit that we carry on until we're too old to write anymore.

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