Flowers from Texas

I got the sweetest little letter from my Elder today. When I opened it, a little blue flower fell out. That flower meant more to me than a dozen roses.

 But what meant the absolute most was his sweet letter. Here's some of what he wrote :)

"I love how your hand fits perfectly with mine. I love that you let me play with your long, beautiful hair and how you snuggle up to me. I love how you stand close to me and let me kiss your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, your chin, your mouth. I love when you get tired, how your voice gets soft and your eyes get heavy. I love how playing with your hair and snuggling puts you to sleep in a matter of seconds. :) I love how you love the scriptures, your Savior, and your Heavenly Father. I love hearing your sweet voice while you play your ukulele. I love how you love me as much as I love you. I love that you let me hug you from behind and kiss you. I love that you're random, happy, and you can't hold still. (ADHD) ❤️ I love your smell, your taste, how it feels to be next to you, how beautiful you are, and how sweet you sound. I love absolutely everything about you, and I love that you support me on my mission. I love how you love the gospel and won't settle for anything less.

I love you forever. ❤️"

He makes me the happiest girl alive. He is so sweet, and so good to me. What would I do without him!? :)