Sending someone home is indubitably not the best way to celebrate an anniversary. I did it because I know the chasm caused by the previous tacked away ill emotions was getting wider and may result to another altercation. But, of course, though I believe I didn’t leave out invectives while shooing ate Angie away, the act itself caused great pain on her part. I knew because she texted me while she’s on the bus. It wasn’t a spate of angry words but mere approbations in the hope of having a kind and right closure to what we had. And it succeeded in a way. Another failed relationship on my part., eh? How and when am I ever going to learn???!!! Instead of celebrating, I ended up sleeping the whole afternoon. I know I have to make it up to Jesus. Besides, every day should be special if I really want to show how truly madly deeply in love I am with Him. This love letter and the audio recording I will be sharing in the next post were my only gifts to Jesus on our special day.