Mike came to see me for his birthday yesterday. I felt terrible that I hadn’t gone shopping for him before being admitted to the Huntsman Cancer Institute, so my sister went and bought him a bunch of gifts! I’m still so amazed by everyone’s generosity. And it’s nice to be getting so close to my sister. We’re talking almost every day now, and I love those moments with her.
Anyway, when Mike came over, we had a “fancy” hospital dinner, but I didn’t want to look completely frumpy so I modified my dress Please ignore how skinny I’ve gotten.
Anyway, to my husband:
Mr. Magagna, YOU are the best man any person could ask for. You’re kind and gentle. You don’t burn food like I do. You’re spicy and fun in all the right ways. I feel like I was looking for you my whole life—and every day that I get to wake up next to you is a blessing. Thank you for choosing me—and sticking with me through literally anything. I love you more every day. You’re my dream man...my best friend—and YOU make me strive to be a better person. Thank you, Mike, just for being you. I love you with everything in me.
Happy birthday, handsome. Even with cancer and how I'm admitted to the hospital, I am the luckiest woman on Earth.
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