Dear Ryan

Dear Ryan,

My hunter, my soul-mate, my companion. It's hunting season again, which means I am rarely seeing you-and when I am, you're dreaming about big bulls.

As I sit and think about what this time of year means for you, my heart fills with joy and pride. I get a little bit giddy for you, dreaming of you bringing home your trophy and a freezer full of meat.

I must admit, the thought of you in full Camo hiking in the woods is sorta a turn-on. ;) But in all seriousness, it's your ruggedness that I fell in love with. It's the manly-man demeanor you portray and your love for the outdoors. Your hard work and dedication to the things you love. THOSE are the things that made me fall for you. Your amazing qualities. Yet those are the very things I find so hard to understand when it comes to be hunting season again and I'm spending more nights alone than I am with you - and you're spending more nights in the hunting camper than you are your own bed. But when I take the time to reflect, I realize that hunting is your PASSION, it is what makes you Ryan, and it defines you. And for that, I am in love with you.

So as we are in the middle of hunting season, I am a little giddy, just daydreaming about you bringing home a big bull elk, and filling our freezer with the delicacy.

I can't wait to hear your hunting stories. And soon enough, we'll be taking along with you. Xoxo

Love,
P