It really wasn't my intention to give my wife the perfect Mother's Day gift when this happened to be the only weekend she could go see our grandchildren. I don't think she thinks of this trip, or recognizes any of her solo travel, as a gift. I suppose that's okay. I'm really glad she's gotten to spend it with our daughter and her family.
So the card and gift I shared with her today are, to me, incidental by comparison. I just don't want her to have any doubt of how I value her, and like doing things that make her feel special.
Now if I could just get that damned lawnmower figured out.
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