Susannah suggested in today’s prompt that we take a picture of our own handwriting. However when I think of handwriting, I first think of Eric’s, specifically how illegible it can be, how hard it is to decipher a grocery list he’s written. The very next thing I think of in terms of his handwriting though is the love notes he leaves me. I have a box full of them, keep every one. And just in case you think I’m exaggerating, he didn’t know I was posting about this today, and this is the note that was waiting for me on the kitchen counter when I got back from walking the dogs this morning.