The most tear-jerking letter I ever wrote to my husband

My love:

Sweetheart, how long has it been since you've been called that?

Busy work, trivial housework occupied most of our time, even if it is rest is almost watching TV sleep. Don't you think there's something missing in our lives? When's the last time we had a heart-to-heart conversation? How long has it been since a family outing? How long has it been since two people played and laughed? These days I have been thinking and searching. Five years of married life have taught us a lot, but also made us forget a lot, a lot to lose. In the past, the longing for life was submerged in the clock ticking every day, and we even regarded life as a task and emotion as a hindrance. Of course, I am not stuck in the past dead hold the dream not put, I am also very realistic, but I do not hope that today's reality is forever!

When I was a student, I was happy, enthusiastic, affectionate, optimistic and positive about everything. But since had you, I changed a lot, perhaps is also because grew up, perhaps is because entered the social work bar, perhaps is because has the child become a parent bar...... "Mature" should contain an element of fear, but the total is inevitable, must go to face, I felt less beautiful feeling of the heart and the smile on her face, there is less contact with friends, and lovers to communicate less, less courage, enthusiasm, reading, writing, themselves, are less! I have learned that I can be indifferent to the outside world, but I cannot be indifferent to my relatives. Parents give me care, I give my daughter care, can really read my heart, and I hold hands together, I hope he love me, care about me, let me have emotional support, let me have fun in life, so, I can turn around to face all the changes in the world, because, I have you behind me!

In recent days, I have read some books, some letters you sent to me, some feelings condensed on the yellow words and pictures, some scenes of the past deeply branded in my mind, of course, I have a lot of feelings. There is a picture, never forget, and always think of: you and I walk side by side in the campus long channel, silently, you and MY heart are flying dare not sing love birds, mottled tree shadow reflected in your face, reflected in your footsteps, the mood as drunk in the spring breeze, silently...... It was the most beautiful and comfortable feeling in the whole middle school!

Someone said: memories, because of the lack of now. Is it true? When you think about it, it makes sense that memories can be infinitely good. But people can not always live in the memory of it, that future days, and how is a piece of memory can support? Suddenly, I feel glad again, glad we have memories, can bring more warmth in the warm days, can drive away some loneliness in the lonely days. Just as you once mentioned a wish when you wrote me a letter every day for two years: when you and I were gray at the temples, you and I would hold that loving letter and tell the story of love to our children and grandchildren... It was the past or the future. Now we face the same life day after day, year after year. Will it be the past we deplore or the future we always dream of? All thinking can not replace the living life of daily necessities, or polish your eyes and mine, eyes should be clear and firm, hands should be linked together, footsteps should be coordinated, the shadows behind should be nestling together... This is the life we want.

Love is a kind of happy and hard savings. Love is persistent, but later to face decades of ups and downs together under one eaves, decades of obstacles and difficulties, and need how much understanding and support, firm and tacit understanding, which is by no means a sweet words pledge of eternal love can be exchanged. Love's savings are mutual respect and understanding in the little things of life. It needs to be injected day after day, month after month, year after year. Every night before falling asleep, put out the lamp, in the dark, gently ask your heart: today, DO I love?

Lover, I am a woman, I will always remember: this man is a lifetime with my husband, I want to love him, take care of him, support him. Lover, you are a man, you should not forget: this woman is for your children concomitantly lifelong wife, you want to love her, love her, care for her. Although it is already past the age of sacrifice for love, but our feelings after a long time, the passage of time will make it overlapping accumulation, already deep in the bone marrow, dissolved into the blood, my love!

The child has been more than two years old, but never separated the feelings between you and me. Having a child should be a plus, which increases the burden of shoulder life, adds a link between husband and wife, and also adds much vitality and hope to life.