What Counts isn’t change.
Since my wife doesn’t read my blog (except when I share it with her) I can run with this….
Going to let it all hang out today. You might want to cover your eyes.
Monday is our 30th anniversary. My wife is the love of my life, the apple in my eye, the reason I’ve continued breathing for thirty of my fifty years.
The morning of our anniversary will be spent in the hospital. My mom is having her left kidney removed–serious stuff.
Some time in the afternoon I will give her a gift. It won’t be what I would like to give.
Today I dug the change box out and rolled up some coins. Then I visited the pawn shop. Now I have close to a hundred bucks but, alas, my first choice for our anniversary runs $200 and up. So at this point I don’t even know what I will find.
I won’t have the money to take her to dinner.
We’ve been broke before. We’re not exactly broke now but since I’m screwed up, too old, too long unemployed I couldn’t find a minimum-wage job. I keep the kids. So, all our income is hers. Being me sucks, sometimes.
I know whatever I give her she’ll appreciate. She’ll understand. I won’t feel any better. But it ain’t about what I feel anyways, it’s about my beloved and the greatest gift anyone could ever give, a lifetime of loving. That is a gift that is beyond value. It’s the gift she gives to me and the gift I give to her.
Whatever I put in the little wrapped box, this is what counts.
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