Othello was knocked off his socks last night when I presented his Valentine's gift a few hours early. The object does not matter; it was something that he desperately wanted and was completely surprised by receiving before his birthday. He thought it was too expensive to receive any other time.
He is always concerned about my finances, and it's so sweet. But I've always been one with the school of thought that a person with lots of money has nothing more valuable to give than their time and effort: I made his card with tape and scissors. And I gave until it hurt.
I guess that to me, it doesn't mean a whole heck of a lot unless I feel it too.
That's really a problem with a lot of people I know... they skate by on the bare minimum and then wonder why they don't feel anything in their lives. You have to get wrapped up in it in order to feel it!
Don't tell Othello... but beyond loving him infinitely, I'm really starting to feel the tide of love washing me under. Letting go of old fears and starting a new era of trust and emotional sharing...
Getting that good googly feeling of being together. But it scares him, so I'm still on the D.L. :-)
Happy V-day!
Dot.
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I made your card with a keyboard and mouse. hahahahaha
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