Monday, February 18, 2008

To my Valentine...

It's late, I know.

Thank you for knowing me even before I knew myself.

Thank you for being a man of gentle strength and loving me unconditionally.

Thank you for loving my quirks, my strangeness, my rage and for riding out the silliness on (at least) a weekly basis.

Thank you for reading books out loud to me at night (and for doing the characters' voices).

Thank you for walking the dogs everyday, twice a day.

Thank you for building me a rainbow-colored harlequin garden shed so I do not have to see one of those fabricated red barns every day.

Thank you for making me happy and being who you are.

I love you, Valentine.