Faith Barista got me thinking about love notes today.
I’m jealous because she got one as a child in her locker at school.
I was always the giver, ever chasing after my prince…er…I thought they were a prince anyway.
Turns out as the dragons were chasing me, my prince was nowhere to be found. Instead, I sat in my dingy castle until one day I stopped waiting. That’s when the dragon was slain and I was finally rescued.
Funny thing about that prince…while my husband is my love and my best friend (and to some extent he played a part in rescuing me), my husband didn’t save me.