Love Notes in the 21st Century

October 2, 2011

Last night Sam and I were cooking dinner, and he wrapped his arms around me as we watched Bella play in the living room. I paused for a second before asking, “Are you happy with our little life?”

I’d asked it before, but I wanted to hear it again. And why. To just know for sure that we were both perfectly content with how things are.

He hugged me tighter. “Of course,” he said surprised. “Didn’t you see my facebook status?”

I laughed so hard I cried.

It was pretty sweet though:


9 Comments

  • Suz @ Suz’s Treats

    October 5, 2011 at 7:31 pm

    Awesome!!

  • Jennifer @ Also Known As the Wife

    October 3, 2011 at 12:43 pm

    BA, my husband also finds out some of my inner thoughts via Twitter.

    Before we were married and my husband was deployed, we would send emails to one another…a modern take on the old fashion love letter. I still have every one saved in a folder in my old hotmail account and I still check it several times a year just to keep it active and re-read the emails.

  • MomEinstein

    October 2, 2011 at 8:46 pm

    That is so adorably sweet.

    My H says, “Did you see my tweet?”

    (PS I ask my H this, too. Just to make sure he’s still happy with everything & that we don’t need to adjust things. So far, so good.)

  • Janelle

    October 2, 2011 at 7:31 pm

    So, Texas isn’t all bad? 🙂

  • shell

    October 2, 2011 at 6:06 pm

    So cute!

  • Beth Anne

    October 2, 2011 at 4:43 pm

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!

    Sometimes Doug says, “So I saw your Twitter update…”

  • Katrina @ Hix in the Stix ~ Army Edition

    October 2, 2011 at 1:55 pm

    Totally LOVE this!!! SO sweet 🙂

  • Leighann

    October 2, 2011 at 11:52 am

    That’s adorable!
    “did you see my facebook status”

    Mine says “did you get my text?”

    GAH! Love… so sweet!
    If I don’t get farted on in the night I call it a win.

  • Rebecca

    October 2, 2011 at 11:41 am

    I freaking love this!!!

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