April 16, 2012
When we played that die game on Monday, you asked me if you could switch your prize from a chocolate bar to a back massage. I refused your request. So on Wednesday, I decided to make up for it by giving you your massage. Though I try to vary my acts of love, I don’t think you’d mind if 365 Acts of Love consisted solely of back massages.
March 7, 2012
Last night I again had nothing when beddy-bye time rolled around. I didn’t care. I just wanted to do some simple act of love so I could get some rest. But then I surprised myself. I thought of an act so easy, yet so darned cute: I cut out a heart from red construction paper and put it inside a bag of your favorite cereal. But not before writing these words on the heart: “you found the prize—my heart.” The cockles of my heart are warmer just from typing that.