one of those sweet things that I obsess over

Rich's last day in the MTC, he sends me a package.
(Usually it goes the other way around. We support the missionaries.)
But no, he, being the sweetest human in existence, wanted to surprise me on the day he flew out to Mexico.
So 1. he called me from the airport. Christmas came in June this year.
And 2. a few days later I get this in the mail.

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