Here's a little about the things I love
I love...my husband. Coming home. Hugs.The beach. Playing in the rain. Flip flops. Sweatpants. Country. Lacrosse. Lemonade pie. Lonestar. Finding treasures in the sand. The first snowfall. Hoodies. Bracelets. Mud Pie. Chapstick. Sunset. Family. Skydiving. Puddles. Quotes. Cafe Rio. Temples. Rings. Giggling. Sour punch straws. Swimsuits. The Ranch. Love. Smiling. Stick shifts. Watching my man play hockey. Back rubs. Independence. Aviators. Gum. Warm rain. Showers. Intelligent people. Baking. Kisses. Pillow talk. Spontenaity. Fall leaves. Dancing. Pretty flowers. Out of the blue texts. Best friends who care. Bubbley water. The spirit. Babies. Taking walks. Boating. Laughing to the point of tears. Juice. Running errands. Summer. Smooth legs. Catching up with old friends. Being married. Getting mail. Praying. Mexican food. Love notes. Being tan. Painted nails. Old pictures. Peanut butter. Snuggling. Music. Sunburns. Dr Pepper. Barefeet. Pizza. Writing. Hammocks. Bubbley water. Camping. Ice. Swimming. Rainbows. Apple beer. Feel good fabric. Windows down. Getting snowed in. Adventures. Grocery shopping. Hopeless romantics. Getting dolled up sometimes. No lines at theme parks. Matt. Reading. Watching clouds. Patriotism. Forgiving. Ice cream. Chick flicks. Learning something new. Rivers. Long Naps. God. Chai. Riding horses. Cuddling up in a cold bed. Kids. Fuzzy socks. Pillows. Puppies. Jet skis. Crafts. Road trips. Forehead kisses. My mom. Good conversation. Crying with all my heart. Memories. Oreos. Watching football all day. Jamba juice. Cinnamon Bears. Patience. Eyes. Bonfires. French fries. Taking trips. Lake Powell. Daydreaming. Nicholas Sparks. Driving. Passion. Apple cider. Fruit. Sleepovers. Stary nights. Healthy and happy relationships. Making wishes. Edamame. Falling in love every day. The calm moment late at night when the snow is falling and the only light comes from a street lamp and you listen so hard but all you can hear is silence. Learning. Trucks. The ocean. Sitting by the fire. Holidays. My daddy. Thinking. Motorcycles. Swings. Singing to the radio. Happiness. Soft blankets. Playing. Making new friends. Life. Love.
I love...my husband. Coming home. Hugs.The beach. Playing in the rain. Flip flops. Sweatpants. Country. Lacrosse. Lemonade pie. Lonestar. Finding treasures in the sand. The first snowfall. Hoodies. Bracelets. Mud Pie. Chapstick. Sunset. Family. Skydiving. Puddles. Quotes. Cafe Rio. Temples. Rings. Giggling. Sour punch straws. Swimsuits. The Ranch. Love. Smiling. Stick shifts. Watching my man play hockey. Back rubs. Independence. Aviators. Gum. Warm rain. Showers. Intelligent people. Baking. Kisses. Pillow talk. Spontenaity. Fall leaves. Dancing. Pretty flowers. Out of the blue texts. Best friends who care. Bubbley water. The spirit. Babies. Taking walks. Boating. Laughing to the point of tears. Juice. Running errands. Summer. Smooth legs. Catching up with old friends. Being married. Getting mail. Praying. Mexican food. Love notes. Being tan. Painted nails. Old pictures. Peanut butter. Snuggling. Music. Sunburns. Dr Pepper. Barefeet. Pizza. Writing. Hammocks. Bubbley water. Camping. Ice. Swimming. Rainbows. Apple beer. Feel good fabric. Windows down. Getting snowed in. Adventures. Grocery shopping. Hopeless romantics. Getting dolled up sometimes. No lines at theme parks. Matt. Reading. Watching clouds. Patriotism. Forgiving. Ice cream. Chick flicks. Learning something new. Rivers. Long Naps. God. Chai. Riding horses. Cuddling up in a cold bed. Kids. Fuzzy socks. Pillows. Puppies. Jet skis. Crafts. Road trips. Forehead kisses. My mom. Good conversation. Crying with all my heart. Memories. Oreos. Watching football all day. Jamba juice. Cinnamon Bears. Patience. Eyes. Bonfires. French fries. Taking trips. Lake Powell. Daydreaming. Nicholas Sparks. Driving. Passion. Apple cider. Fruit. Sleepovers. Stary nights. Healthy and happy relationships. Making wishes. Edamame. Falling in love every day. The calm moment late at night when the snow is falling and the only light comes from a street lamp and you listen so hard but all you can hear is silence. Learning. Trucks. The ocean. Sitting by the fire. Holidays. My daddy. Thinking. Motorcycles. Swings. Singing to the radio. Happiness. Soft blankets. Playing. Making new friends. Life. Love.
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