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Andrea wrote about things that were making her happy yesterday. What's making me happy yesterday is this: even though we were upset with each other last night, this morning we could still spend the extra twenty minutes that this morning's light traffic provided us just being close in the car.
Andrea leaned on me and napped while I just sat and whispered to her, telling her how much I love her and how beautiful and magical she is and how much she's done for me and how much bigger she's made my world and how I look forward to moving in to our house with her...
Thinking of her puts a song by Queen in my head. I keep singing a single line to myself in my head... "Ooooh, you make me live..."
Andrea leaned on me and napped while I just sat and whispered to her, telling her how much I love her and how beautiful and magical she is and how much she's done for me and how much bigger she's made my world and how I look forward to moving in to our house with her...
Thinking of her puts a song by Queen in my head. I keep singing a single line to myself in my head... "Ooooh, you make me live..."