I read this story a few weeks ago and it really did make me tear up and smile. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/11/30/love-letter_n_2214622.html. I started dating my next door neighbor my last year in high school. The whole year before we began dating we were pretty head over heels for each other. Only neither one of us had the courage to say anything. We drove our friends batty.
Then he left for college, out-of-state. He picked that college because he’d decided that nothing was ever going to happen between us and if he put some distance between us he’d get over me. Two weeks later we were dating. Which just goes to show you how crazy love is. I still have that first love letter he sent me from the University of Pittsburgh. I couldn’t tell you how many months I carried it around in my coat and re-read it. (The coat, by the way, was his old coat, and it smelled like him.)
Now it’s been over twenty years since we started dating. He still sends me little love notes on occasion and they still fill me with the same kind of warmth that I got back then with the first. He’s given me permission to share a snapshoot of that first letter. I hope you enjoy. He’s a big ole sweety isn’t he? I also shared a picture of us from the first few years. Damn I love that man.