Saturday, May 5, 2018 marked the one year anniversary of the day I married the love of my life. Seeing that my husband and I had so many events occuring during the month, we decided that we would celebrate everything at one time. It was either that or take off work every week.
I just didn’t find that necessary.
Because of our agreement, I was not looking to receive a gift at all. Although I must admit that I was secretly hoping to still get something.
When I got home Saturday, I was greeted by a styrofoam cup with some flowers that my husband had picked, sitting on top of a card.
Now, I’ve always been a woman of sentiment. I tend to focus on the meaning and thought behind the gift rather than the cost of the gift. So once I saw the flowers, I immediately started smiling.
I know many of you are probably wondering what the significance of some randomly picked flowers is. Well, my husband is the complete opposite of me when it comes to feelings. He tends to be very nonchalant and not really show a softer side. He is not a very affectionate person, and is usually quite stand-offish. So, the fact that he took the time to pick flowers for me……well, it spoke numbers and it really excited me.
I proceeded to open the card. While opening it I was thinking, “I’m sure he just put money in it” “I wonder how much it is”. Either way I was happy to receive whatever it may have been, even if there had been nothing. But of course, there was something in the card.
To my surprise, my husband had gotten me a gift card to Barnes and Nobles.
I know, I know.
What is so exciting about a freaking Barnes and Nobles gift card?
Let me explain.
I am an avid reader. I read at least 4 books a week, as long as they are between 100 to 300 pages in length. In addtion to going the library once a month, I frequent Barnes and Nobles about once a week.
For the longest I’d told my husband that he didn’t pay attention to me. I would give him easter speeches about how I am a simple person that doesn’t require extravagant gifts. I would even go as far as to say something, when he claimed he was listening, just to ask him to repeat what I said to verify that he was not actually listening. Up until this point my gifts had been mostly jewelry. Though the jewelry was appreciated, it made me feel as though he didn’t really understand me.
Finally, he had gotten me something different.
Not only did his giving me the gift card satiate an urge I had to buy more books. My husband’s decision to purchase this item, provided me with verification of the fact that he actually notices and listens to me. He realized that reading was a happy place for me, and took the initiative to give me a gift that would allow me to add to my joy.
So, in effort to show my husband gratitude and appreciation, I coverted his gift to me into a gift for him!
This, definitely, was a gift that will keep on giving and giving and giving!