I've never been a present person so if you ask me what I want you know you’ll get a list of stuff like a robe, gloves, water glasses and a teapot (my Christmas list for the family). I don’t wear a lot of jewelry… one ring on each hand, one special necklace, sometimes a bracelet and earrings occasionally on the weekend, if I remember. I look at a box filled with lovely things that are never worn. I’m not ungrateful. You know it's not important to me.
Pick a random day, put on your awesome iPod and grab me to dance.
Ask me to go on an afternoon walk with the puppies.
Call me up in the afternoon and suggest dinner around the corner at the diner.
Talk to me about anything other than the kids, our families, work and all the sensitive subjects that confuse our everyday life.
Take me to the movie I’ve wanted to see and hold my hand through most of it except if I’m going for the popcorn then let go.
Let me plan a trip just for us and because I’m really good at it know I’ll pick a place we both have been longing to go. You know the combination of a bathing suit, sun and a beautiful beach melts me into putty.
I am grateful because you do most of these things for me (except the grab and dance thing) but let’s do them more often!
What I’m saying is let’s keep creating memories but not on a day when we're supposed to. Those are the gifts that are most special to me…places and moments that I can lock away in my heart, which can’t be lost or forgotten. It’s what’s important to both of us. We had nothing when we started and some of those times were our happiest (although it's nice to be able to afford dinner out without the worry of credit card bills). I remember telling a friend that you marry for love and cross your fingers. My fingers haven't needed crossing in years.
I have this vivid memory of my parents dancing to I Hear A Symphony on random weekend nights.
I want to do that but let’s do it to
And just when I thought this day would be like yesterday, the doorbell rings. I peek out and there’s someone standing on my porch with a simply gorgeous vase of red roses. The last time I answered my door for flowers, they were for my neighbor. I only get flowers on my birthday from my dad.
I’m stunned! This is definitely a huge surprise (I should go re-check the card). I think I'll welcome him home a little differently tonight. Not because it’s Valentines Day but because he made me feel special when I didn’t expect it!
(Just a favorite song of mine)
I like to play the music that is special to me so thank you for reading and listening to my blog.
Tomorrow, I’m going to write about a very special present I received yesterday from a brand new friend of mine, Jen from