I'm still recuperating, so today was a work-from-home day. (I love that that is a possibility for my job.) While enjoying the peace and quiet of the house, I started to think about Valentine's Day. Most of my preparations have been for my daughter. At 2 1/2 she is just getting old enough to "get it." But today, I was thinking about my husband... an amazing man. Did I mention that the house was quiet because Daddy took the kids out so that Mommy could have peace and quiet? Fridays are one of his stay-at-home-Dad days, but he decided they had errands to run and I could use the rest. Isn't he great!
Anyways, this post isn't about how great my husband is. But in thinking about how much I love him, I started to think about how I have shown him I loved him in the past. So, I decided to go and get "the box" out of the closet.
In this box is a collection of memories of our life together. Believe it or not, he has saved love letters I sent him during our engagement, old cards, some printed emails from our engagement (we were before the Facebook age, so I am glad to say that our sappiness was more private than all the "I love you" comments I see our 20-something friends posting as their status), and random little trinkets I have made him.
I discovered two things in looking through this box:
(1) He's pretty awesome to save all this.
(2) I am happy to announce that I am a MUCH better crafter now. Seriously. Look at some of those cards. They could use some help. I wonder if he would notice if I stole the bead flowers off that one card and made a better card for him.
It was fun to look back over everything. Admittedly, most of it was from our engagement. But there were also a number of cards that I would hide in his suitcase when he was going away on mission trips and to youth camps. It was fun to see everything he saved. And while it was a little embarrassing to see how cheesy and lame some of it was, there were also a few things I had almost forgotten about.
So, what are some of your sappy memories? Pin It
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