Saturday, July 23, 2011
Last week the doorbell rang and I opened it to a deliveryman bearing flowers and chocolates. I thought maybe my mom or someone from church had sent them because we had been sick since, oh, the beginning of time.
I don't think I really possess the vocabulary for how surprised I was to open the card and see that it was all from Aaron. He is not a gift giver, that one. Certainly not the type to get me flowers just because. I'm hoping that my appreciation was expressed in such a way* that he will learn that this is a Good Thing that should be repeated on a regular basis. I could get used to having pretty flowers on my table all the time...
*upon rereading this sounds super scandalous. I just meant that I made a really really big deal out of it!