My husband loves his hair. He is constantly fixing it. He has hair brushes tucked away every where. In every car, in his tool box. I once rolled up behind him, while he was in a car, he was fixing his hair in the rear view mirror. It's become such a joke between us, that I refer to him as "Rapunzel", and in my phone he is called, "My Pretty Girl".
Sacrifices and loyalties.
Those who have done anything they could to help me get closer to my goals. I'd give my life for them without hesitation. I wouldn't have the very basic chances if it wasn't for them.
When ever my wife and I communicate (phone, text, email, or even verbally) we will end the conversation or message with an "I Love You".
It is a long story, too much for here, but the day of 9/11 we realized we wanted to make sure the last words we spoke to each other was "I Love You".
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