I'm not what you call sexy, but I'm romantic. Let's put it that way. -Betty White-

Your arms around me feels like home. I'm homesick.

I want to lay with you on a Sunday morning, just wrapped up in sheets. My head on your chest, your hand in my hair. I want you to read to me. I would close my eyes, get lost in the story, lost in your voice. Heavenly.

Every moment matters.

Heaven is a place on earth with you.

Nothing says "home" like the arms of my husband.

I would rather live my life with mistakes made and lessons learned than to live it full of regrets, If only and what could have been.

I don't know what life is going to bring, the only thing I know is that I will forever love you.