For years and years, as soon as the daffodils bloom (and that is usually in February in the South), John would come to the front of the house and ring the doorbell. When I would go to the door, he would be standing there with his arm behind his back and a big smile on his face. I knew at that point that Spring had "sprung" because he would pull out a freshly picked bouquet of daffodils from behind his back and hand them to me with a hug and a kiss. May sound a bit corny or even mushy, but it still makes me happy to know that he still loves me that much--even after 36 years. As you can see from the picture, "Spring was sprung" just yesterday! I do love that man!
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That is so sweet! I am amazed at how big and grown up and beautiful Jayde is! Congrats on all your other little grandchildren! Wow! Hope you have been doing well all these years! Love you!
ps. I accidently used the wrong profile for the comment... my blog is www.jenn-lee.blogspot.com
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