Valentine’s Day at our house was a pretty quiet affair for most of the day. Partly because I was away in Tulsa picking Micah up from an extended weekend trip to his Grams’ house, and partly because Aaron and I had decided to save money and skip gifts and cards this year for one another. Whenever we go this route on V-Day, as we have a few times, I always find myself torn between saving that money and my desire to give.
I love to give gifts. Don’t get me wrong, I love to receive them as well, but giving always brings me great joy. Seeing someone’s face light up when they open the perfectly selected gift, especially if it is an unexpected one, is just one of my favorite moments to experience in life. I’ve said many times to Aaron that I wish we had more money so we could give more away, in both monetary and gift form. However, having a child has changed my perspective a bit on gifts.
How many of us have seen the ornaments, framed items, and other keepsakes bearing our tiny hand and footprints that our parents and grandparents have lovingly held onto all these years? I have, and I have even been given a few to hang on our Christmas tree as heirlooms. Most of these items are cheap, but they are cherished. I know I absolutely love the hand-print turkey Micah made that is still adorning our fridge in the middle of February, in all its toddler splendor. I helped Micah make some paintings on small canvases for the grandparents this previous Christmas at a cost of about $5 each and I’m pretty sure they are loved quite a bit.
What is it about these simple, inexpensive, often free gifts that make them worth keeping? The thought behind the gift. It’s the love, effort, and thoughtfulness that make them special, and it is the fact that they come from people we love that make them worth holding on to.
So back to Valentine’s Day 2012 at the Tiger house…. Micah and I had made it back home after a nice day of visiting Mima and we managed to beat Aaron home. He had decided to run some errands in the “big” town, which almost always has to include a trip to Walmart to get essential items when you live in a town sans Walmart. This time it was dinner, water, and prenatal pills (what a guy!)
Side Note: I had also made a trip to Walmart while in Broken Arrow that morning to get a small box of chocolates for my mom. A thanks for watching the in-to-everything toddler so we could do some major organizing at home. I debated on whether or not to splurge and get Aaron a card and some chocolates at least. I stuck to our agreement though and came home empty handed, apart from a re-acquired child.
Once home, Micah got to open his present from Aaron’s parents, which resulted in his lovely Valentine picture that went out via text to all the “ladies” in his life.
Micah was very excited to see his daddy and greeted him at the front door, and then went outside to “help” carry in some groceries. On his return trip he was carrying one single, long-stemmed red rose which he happily handed to me saying, “Here, for Mommy.”
A simple, inexpensive gift given from the man I love, brought to me by the sweetest love of my heart. For me, it was more than enough.
I guess I’ll forgive him for breaking our deal!
What simple gifts have you given lately?