Happy Anniversary.
To my Beloved Mr. Johnson.
I am off to Arizona.
Tucked inside my carry on will be the sweet card he gave me earlier.
And when I get sad this week, thinking of how I had to leave for work the day of our 3rd anniversary,
I will read it and smile.
And when I get mad this week because he doesn't feel like chit chatting on the phone,
I will read it and remember I don't always want to strangle him.
