I married an artist. Her creations have gotten better and better over the years we have been together. She crafts greeting cards from scratch that are perfect in art form and sentiment. In the beginning, however, she graced me with notes in my lunchbox . . . . a lunchbox that she carefully packed and sealed with a “see ya later” kiss. I will post only scans of the actual note, mayonnaise stains and all. What I wish to do here is share many of them and, where I can use my limited writing skills, expound on them. I love my life with her, rough patches and all! I only wish I could do more to honor her. More posted on the “Lunch Box” banner tab.