Tonight my love finally got to go to a Ray's game this season. He's been UBER jealous that my team at work won a contest which paid for our team to go to a Rays/Yankees game a couple weeks ago. I understand why he was frustrated, but unfortunately, it was our hard work and a little luck that our team won! Not to say that he and his team didn't work hard, but it just wasn't a fair opportunity for them and we all know that.
Anyway... I come home after picking up the kids this afternoon and there were the sweetest little sticky notes all over the apartment in little random places. It was a treat to come home to! Telling me and the kids how much he loves us and misses us and can't wait to be back home with us:) It's just the little things like that - that make me know that no matter how much grief I go through, that getting out of the terrible situation I was in three years ago was the best thing I could have ever done. I have someone that appreciates me and appreciates all the things I do and does little things like this to show he cares back.
Love him.
