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Five minutes on care...
The kids ate the last of my Turtles last night. I was a little bit sad to see them go, but I was also a little relieved because if they are gone, I won't eat them.
Ken bought the Turtles a few weeks ago. He didn't mention them, but I noticed them on the counter and asked him about them. He said he'd bought them for me since he knows I like Turtles. It's not a grand gesture, but it warms my heart. After 13 years I still feel a little giddy when he buys me surprise chocolates!
I don't get flowers that often. It's because I've commented before about how expensive they are. If I get flowers, they're grocery store daisies. Daisies are my favorite flowers anyway. I rarely get jewelry, again because of the cost. When I do, it has a special meaning. Like the lace earrings I got for our anniversary that were made out of green, recycled bicycle tires. He incorporated my favorite color, the traditional gift for the 13th anniversary (lace) and a shout out to my new bike.
To the outside world, they don't seem like big gifts, but to me they are huge! He thinks about me when he's out running errands. He remembers my favorite flowers and my opposition to going broke on roses. The way he shows his care for me, in the little things, keep me secure that he's still just as much in love as they day we started. Maybe even a little bit more.