It’s the Little Things that Mean the Most

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In our family, we don’t make a big deal out of special events. That doesn’t mean we don’t celebrate them or that we don’t sometimes do incredible things for one another on a special day, like our darling daughter & Mr. D. giving me an iPad Air for Christmas this year. That was pretty incredible. However, I stray from my point.

Most of the time, we refrain from going overboard on one specific day so we can spread the celebration out of several days. for example, we went out to dinner for The Child’s birthday but I also took her shopping a few days later. A few days after that, we helped her buy a new iPod for her London trip. Spreading things out reduces the stress of having to make one specific day “special” & perfect. Instead, we enjoy celebrating over time.

Which brings me to the real point of all this. For me, the celebration is every day of the year. Mr. D. isn’t one to buy me flowers or cards for special days. Instead, he fixes my coffee for me every single morning. He buys me special treats, like the bottles of Classic Coca-Cola (Heche in Mexico!) and the packs of coffee beans from Starbucks. Mr. D. listens when I mentions something casual in passing & remembers it when he is able to get me something really special, like the iPad. Every time we go to the small local hardware store, he asks if there is anything I want or need for my Dremel. He brings me snacks & something to drink when I work & pours my martini as we relax in the evening.

Mr. D. does the laundry, ironing & the dishes. All. The. Time. None of these things are headline news. None of them are lavish or extravagant, except the iPad. All of them mean more to me than anything I can ever, ever, ever put into words. I would never criticize someone that spends money on expensive gifts for someone they love. Those gifts just aren’t my style. It doesn’t take much effort or thought to spend large amount of money. Just watch the reality shows if you are in doubt. I also know expensive gifts, lavish events, exotic trips, etc. don’t bring happiness. Oh, they give you a rush at first but that feeling wears off. Then what do you have?

Me? I have a fresh hot cup of coffee fixed just the way I like it brought to me before I ever get out of my bed. EVERY MORNING OF THE YEAR! It’s truly is the gift that keeps on giving!

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