26 September 2008
Today when Mark came home from work he carried with him a bouquet of wildflowers he picked for me. "Because I was thinking about you," was his answer to my puzzled smiled. I hugged him and kissed him and I hope that he knows that it was one of the nicest, most appreciated things that he has ever done for me. There's nothing better than a little, unexpected surprise. I will never forget this simple gesture of love.
I love you, Mark.
