Dear love,
I just wanted to take a moment to share something that’s been on my heart for a while. I hope you’ll listen to this not as a request, but as an open window into how deeply I admire and cherish you.
To me, you’re not just “like” a queen—you are my QUEEN. I don’t say that as flattery. I mean it in the way I look at you, respect you, and feel honored to share life with you. Every day, I feel lucky to be close to you, to see the real you—unfiltered, natural, radiant in your essence. That comfort and authenticity you bring into our relationship mean the world to me. When you are totally comfortable being yourself around me, I feel accomplished.
And I’ve been thinking—what if you allowed yourself to receive even more?
Not in the form of flowers or gifts (though those are lovely too), but in the little ways that ease your day: letting me drive you around, waiting outside your appointments, taking over chores. Even wiping the bathroom floor after your bath or placing your online orders. These aren’t “tasks” to me—they’re chances to make your life smoother, to show my love through action, to be useful in a way that fills me with joy.
It may sound a bit strange, but I truly find happiness in serving you. It gives me purpose. It makes me feel accomplished when I complete something you’ve entrusted me with. I know some of these things might feel too small or “silly” to delegate, but to me, they are anything but. They’re the building blocks of a deeper connection. When I can lift a burden from your shoulders—even a tiny one—I feel more fulfilled.
I understand society often teaches women to be the ones holding everything together, always giving and rarely receiving. But I want us to flip that script, at least in our home. I don’t want you to carry everything. I want you to know it’s okay to lean back, to ask, to expect. I want to support you in ways that bring you comfort and peace.
This isn’t about asking you to “take charge” or perform a role. It’s not about rules or rituals. It’s about being more intentional with the love we already share. You don’t have to change a thing. All I hope for is that you feel more free to ask me for the things that make your life easier, without guilt or hesitation.
Even the simplest request—like “Could you wipe the floor after my bath?”—is not a burden. It’s an opportunity for me to serve, to feel valuable in my own way. What would hurt more is knowing you didn’t feel safe or comfortable enough to ask.
What would hurt more is knowing you didn’t feel safe or comfortable enough to ask.
At the end of the day, I want you to know this: you are my queen. You don’t need to earn that title. You already are. And I’ll keep doing my best to prove it with love, service, and unwavering loyalty.
If there were moments in the past where I fell short of this—where I didn’t make you feel like the center of my world—I’m truly sorry. I’m not writing this to fix something broken. I’m writing this because I want to grow with you, and I want to support you more deeply, more meaningfully.
Let this be a love letter, not just from your husband—but from your devoted gentleman who is here to follow your lead, with pride.