Wednesday, August 31, 2011

A letter to husband

My dearest  husband,

I'm sorry that I'm always so fickle and can't make up my mind.

I'm sorry for the times when I was too lazy to cook for you. The times when I refused you of your favorite mee tuaran and beef stew.

I'm sorry for the times when my hormonal surges drives me nuts and that you had to deal with my PMS tantrums, mood swings and crazy cravings.

I'm sorry for the times when you had to watch E when all you want is to watch ESPN and Starsport.

I'm sorry for the time when I dragged you to the cinema to watch Twilight and other movies you didn't wanna see.

I'm sorry for the times when I don't understand the work that you do and all the stress that comes with it.  

I'm sorry you had to get use to sleeping with just the fan because the air cond always make me sick.

I'm sorry you had to buy me badminton shoes, running shoes and golf shoes but I always refuse to make full use of them. I know you just want me to exercise.

I'm sorry I always seem to forget where I put my house keys and other things.

I'm sorry if I've hurt you with my actions or uttered words. Intentionally or unintentionally. 

For everything else that I forgot to mention, I'm sorry.
Thank you for loving me this much and bear with all my imperfections. 

Selamat hari raya. Maaf zahir dan batin :) Cheers to our first aidilfitri and to many more to come. 
I love you to bits.

Your wife.

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