The real House of Steph looks like this:
One day-dreamy day, way back when... I don't really know why it came up, really, but we were talking about houses and the future, and the quintessential house, etc., (not the usual B and Steph kinda conversation) and before I even knew it, he cranked out this little tiny painting. I get all sappy inside when I look at it... How does he sum up entire conversations in a few perfect brush strokes? I have always loved this tiny painting. It's so simple and perfect. At one time I had it in my office at work, and I used to stare up at it on the wall and take a few minutes out each day to remember the love of my life and all the years we've shared. When we moved I ensured its safety by carefully packing the cork-board to which it's attached in its own little box. Here it sits--the focal point of the (many) center(s) of my room.
I love you, B.
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