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My Husband's Surprise

Not long ago, John asked me, “Is there anything you would like to do yet before we go back to Poland?” I thought for a little and said, “You know it would be so lovely if just you and I could spend a little time together alone.”

Our trip has been wonderful in every way, although privacy is limited. Our family lives in a small apartment with room dividers, so snores can easily be heard from our sons’ rooms. After hours, John and I whisper and turn lights our early so we don’t disturb the children. So, maybe that is why I was thinking of a nice little getaway for just the two of us.

We had been talking about our anniversary that is coming up soon on August 4. We had decided together that we would just go out for a nice dinner and enjoy the evening together. I continually talked about the restaurants that might be possibilities for our evening date. And then later, we were going to take a family trip for two nights close to Astoria. This, we had decided, would be how we would celebrate.

But, yesterday, when I returned from shopping there was a big envelope waiting for me. I wondered who would be sending me a letter, and with no return address, it was impossible to know who this was from. I ripped open the envelope and pulled out a beautiful card, “For My Wife,” the card read. Oh, how romantic! John must have sent me a card, I thought as I eagerly began reading, ‘Many anniversaries from now, when we have been together for a long time, I wonder what it will be like...’I opened the card and out fell...a confirmation receipt for the honeymoon suite where we stayed the first night after our wedding!!! I was totally shocked. How did he manage to surprise me? I mean, I didn’t think I was that easy to surprise. Rarely has John been able to pull something over on me in the sixteen years we have been married. But here it was, planned, arranged, and paid for.

I couldn’t believe it!!! That is just about the most romantic thing he could have done for me!! How did he manage to get this all arranged with his busy schedule? And I used to think sometimes my husband wasn’t romantic???...well, he’s changed a lot in sixteen years. He brings me chocolate (often), buys me flowers (sometimes), surprises me with dates (occasionally), but he’s never planned a trip like this without me knowing...I still can’t believe he was thinking about what I might need now way back at the beginning of the summer. What a wonderful surprise!!! Thanks, John, you are the greatest!!!

Comments

Anonymous said…
wow..am i ever glad i gave those evelopes to john instead of you. that was a close one. i'm just so glad that i didn't ruin his surprise for you! that was such a neat idea to surprise you like that!! :) -Gina
Mary Ann said…
That is so sweet! I hope you two have a wonderful time.:-)
jump4joy said…
Have a great time. I am kind of envious...but not the bad kind!! I didn't know we had anniversaries so close together..ours is the 10th. Did you get married in 1990? Blessings. Lorene
Anonymous said…
Hey John! You're making us other schmucks look bad! My wife is all gooey over this!
Iain
Anonymous said…
Happy anniversary, John and Laura!
I thought that apartment could get a little close. :} Hope you are enjoying a wonderful "honeymoon"!
Anonymous said…
Aww that was so sweet. Hope you had a wonderful time. These hubbys really truly do get better with age!!
Anonymous said…
How wonderful! Rejoicing with you in God's many blessings!
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