Hey Casper,
So you told me to write about you at least one time, so here we go.
With Thanksgiving being tomorrow, I just want it to be known that I'm super thankful for you, and I'm not just saying it because it's the nature of the holiday, because I am thankful for you every single day. I'm thankful for the way you support me through all my shenanigans, whether it be a dance performance I am in, a show that I am part of the crew for, my diet crazes I go on every other month, my school work, and my obsessions with knitting, Netflix, and cats. I don't think I tell you this enough, so here it is, documented on the internet for all the world to see.
I'm one of the lucky people who got to meet their person when they're still pretty young. And I'm TOTALLY okay with it, because I got you, and you don't completely suck (just kidding you don't suck at all).
OH! I also don't tell you how proud I am of you a whole lot. I'm proud of the person I've seen you grow into in the last ten-ish years I have known you, and the man you've grown into in the last 2 1/2 years we've been together. I'm proud of your work ethic, and how passionate you get about hockey, and art, and building things.
You make me so happy, and for so many different reasons. I think my favorite thing that you do is when you talk to my cat like she's a person, because that's exactly how I talk to her and you know how much she means to me. (No offense but I probably like her more than I like you, and no, I'm not sorry.) And it's the little things, like you surprising me with socks because I have a sock problem, or you driving almost an hour to spend a half the day with me at school. To this day, I think the sweetest thing that you have ever done was take the Greyhound for two hours to spend the day with me after I had surgery on my foot and was a gimpy, hot mess. We didn't do anything except watch TV and play games on the Wii, but the fact you came up just for me was the best.
I guess, you're the best boyfriend, and I love you a whole bunch.
So here's your article bubba, who knows, maybe you'll get another.
Love you,
Jamie
