Crying? Yes. These are tears of joy. Joyous happiness at all you disgustingly in love people. I see your beautiful flowers and candy, and freaking adorable love notes from your freaking adorable kids who write letters backwards (freaking adorable!). I see your surprise spa gifts and dates at expensive restaurants. I see all of that and I raise you a multitude of hairballs strategically placed on my special linens, a traffic ticket, a hole in my pants, a dent in my car, a broken shoe and a rolled ankle, and a depleted Starbucks card (could the day really get ANY worse?). So yes. Yes I'm crying. I'm crying because I'm so happy. So freaking happy.
-With One L
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