To my love,

I am writing this to my beloved. The one and only.

"

In Finnish language we do not have a word "please".

I can't even think alternative in Finnish language. I don't think there is such a thing.

I want to thank you, my love.

For the eight years. And how many that are coming ~

You saved me.

You taught me that it is right to think for myself,

that it is right to decide for myself.

You said it's okay if it takes me fifteen minutes to choose my lunch in the grocery store,

that it is alright that I didn't know what type of music I liked.

With you by my side I learned about myself again.

I opened my eyes again, and I saw...

I saw colors, I saw seasons, I started to enjoy my surroundings, live my life.

I am still in pain, physically and mentally.

I am still in learning curve.

I still have panic attacks in middle of grocery store and I need you to make decisions.

But I see you.

I see you.

And I love you.

You are my handsome husband.

My beloved, the one who knows me through and through.

My one who sees me. Wants me. Even as damaged as I am.

And I am sorry.

I am so sorry that I do not know how to give you a compliment.

I am sorry that I forget to say I love you before I fall asleep in the evening.

I am sorry that it might takes days before I realize I have not given you a kiss, or a hug...

But you accept me as I am.

And I love you.

I need you to know that.

Forever yours.

"