I used to put post it notes with little lovey notes on his steering wheel so that when he left for work in the morning that would be how he began his day. I was also big on cards for no reason. When he left, and asked for his "stuff"
I packed a box I'd made him when we first met that was full of love notes, cards and poetry that I'd given him over 15 years. The little things do count for so much....and because of that, I can at least rest in the knowledge that if he ever does recover and find the box, he'll somehow remember what we had once.