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Wow, has this past month been amazing! Having Fred oh-so close has been fantastically wonderful, to say the absolute least. And just in case you didn't get my drift in the first two sentences, I love Fred and being able to see him numerous times during the week.

This past weekend was not much different from the ones before, with the only exception being that I was with him every day from June 29-July 8 except Monday (4/2). We laugh, make playful jabs at each other, cook and eat together, run together, play video games together, go to church together, rip and run the road together. Man, it is going to suck when all of this comes to a crashing end.

But to the point: He has been oober-super sweet lately. Things just roll off of his tongue. He is caring, super considerate, loves to grab me and hug me, etc. I honestly can't explain how great he and the time with him has been. Yesterday during a thunderstorm, we ran to Sonic to get a Blast. My hair was pulled back, randomly whipping and curling from the moisture, make-up nearly gone from earlier, in a skort and tshirt (kind of frumpy looking). I looked at myself when while we were waiting on those delicious, diabetes-in-the-making ice cream goodness to come out, and I was not pleased with the way I looked. So I randomly asked, "So why is it that you love me." Honestly, I expected some goofy, off-the-wall sarcastic answer and/or some simple words. But he thoughtfully said  3-4 reasons. I will not share them all because it was a sentimental thing between him and myself (can I get a "sappy?"). Melted was I!! He meant it, and there was no denying it.

And I thought I could not fall in love with the guy any more than I was a month ago. Wrong. Not that those statements made me love him more, but the way we've been interacting with each other effortlessly has me head-over heels. Wow, I thank God for him and this time together. Cheers to a few more weekends of amazing-ness.

Love you, Frederick.