It's His Birthday

When I came home he looked ragged from the day. Caring for our two girls, Maggie and Della, can give you both life and suck it out of you all at once. When we met, he had just graduated from law school. He wore a bow tie on our first date. For most of our marriage his daily routine consisted of talking with law enforcement, attorneys, politicians and judges. Now, he’s doling out jelly bellies as a reward when our Maggie goes potty :)

Here's MaggieHe had already conceded to the kids that we would go to Chuck E. Cheese’s to celebrate his 42nd birthday. He mentioned no one had called him today. The most he got was from his mom - she sent him a text.

I recently read this. “I'm pretty sure we never outgrow the need to be reassured, to be reminded we matter enough for someone to be there for us. In fact, the older we get (the more we've been rejected, disappointed, abandoned and deserted), the more we long for someone, anyone, to do what they said they'd do, keep faith with us and honestly care about our well-being.”  Mark Beeson

So, I did what any wife would do. I GOT THIS PARTY STARTED! I began with changing our dinner plans from Chuck's to a fun Japanese cook-in-front-of-you-and-do-fun-tricks Restaurant. Then, gave Lloyd an inconspicuous birthday hug :)

Day saved.

~Amy

A gift consists not in what is done or given, but in the intention of the giver or doer.