Dear God,
Twelve years of marriage and we eat dinner staring at our phones. The man who wrote me love notes now forgets our anniversary. Help me rediscover him beneath the routine. Show me how to love the stranger he's become without losing myself.
Twelve years of marriage and we eat dinner staring at our phones. The man who wrote me love notes now forgets our anniversary. Help me rediscover him beneath the routine. Show me how to love the stranger he's become without losing myself.