Memory, all alone in the moonlight, I can smile at the old days

So earlier this evening I was searching for some sketches I had drawn years ago. I remember seeing them recently, but now they are nowhere to be found. I looked in the places I would usually stash something like that but could never find them. I decided to look through some of David's things to see if possibly they had been placed there. When I got to his file cabinet, I found something especially distracting...a plethora of notes, cards, and letters that I have written him over the years. They range from when we first started dating through last year after we were engaged and everything in between. I spent quite a while reading through them. I laughed, I cried, and was extremely entertained. I am honestly shocked that he kept all of the letters after so many years. It was good for me to look back at the good times (and the bad), and remember where we came from. It is great to see how far we've come.

One of the many cards I gave David during our first year of dating