Having never stayed a night apart from the husband since we married, we wondered how I’d fare with him leaving on a missions/work trip for four days. I’ll have to hand it to him to prepare a treasure hunt for me to find handwritten letters at home each day, with each day’s treasure hidden with increasing difficulty, and to have flowers personally delivered to a cafe I was having dinner at one evening.
“Since you’re coming home, no more surprises right?” I asked.
“You’re wrong,” he said. “I’m your BIGGEST present and I’m on my way!”
