Sooooo don't want to forget the little things.
Perhaps, 'tis the little things that matter the
most of all; in fact, I'm sure of this!
I can remember receiving six dozen red roses
from a lover who was sorry for an indiscretion
and I can remember my guy slamming on the
brakes, jumping out of the car and cutting a
single sunflower for me because he knew they
are my favorite. Just guess which one was more
meaningful!
I remember the last day of the month and the
last bottle of water. He offered it to me and
when I said, "No, go ahead." he took off the
cap and poured half into a glass for me.
'Twas only a day or two ago . . . he was off on
an errand and suggested I accompany him. I
said I had some things to do around the house
and he countered with, "Let it go; I like it when
you come with me."
Bottom line, I'm all about the little things rather
than the grand gesture. Makes me want to go
the extra mile for others rather than just being
on the receiving end!
sometimes less is more
tis a little like our loves
enjoy the small things
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