I Am Loved - Part 2: Thanks for Loving Me

When I was driving back from the gym on Wednesday and had the "I am loved" thought I wrote about, I also thought of a friend who got a card from his girlfriend when we were in high school on which she wrote "Thanks for loving me." He laughed about it and said "Thanks for loving me? Why does she say that?"

I don't know whether he really didn't get it or if he meant it like it was a matter of fact that he loved her and no thanks were necessary for that. He may have even said "Of course I love her." but I honestly don't recall.

In either case, that's how I feel about Tod. "Thanks for loving me." In fact my anniversary card to him said ...

On the outside:
"Happy Anniversary to the only person who knows the real me ...

On the inside:
... and married me anyway."

Ain't that the truth, baby?! Especially when we are off a bit as we have been the last couple of days. Stillllll love him ... and he still loves me. And we'll work it out like we always do because we just roll like that. :-) Yippee!!