At my age, getting a love letter in your mailbox doesn’t happen every day.
Okay–it actually never happened… ever.
Which is why
when it does happen
it is a
cherished occasion.
Especially when that love letter
comes from a
very special
secret admirer.
Children have a way of giving us days to write home about.
Awhhh. So sweet. It’s those precious little treasures that mean so much. 🙂
I was able to spend some time reading your posts today. Very good! I’ll be back often…
I bet it made your heart melt. This is so awesome.