My Special Valentine's Gift...

Brian is forever a people-pleaser by nature. He does it 365 days a year. At any given moment he could bring home my favorite chocolate, a simple flower or make me a special dinner in which he had ample help from Google in finding the perfect recipe. That is on a "normal" day. Special occasions, such as birthdays, anniversaries or Valentine's Day, he really does try to do something extra special. But this Valentine's Day was a little different. He actually made my gift! It reminds me of the Friends episode where Chandler and Monica had agreed to "Make the presents! Make the presents!!" I knew he was working on something because he had mentioned doing so at my dad's house. I have to say I was a little anxious as what he could possibly make for me. If you know him well, you know he stresses over the smallest details. Not really because he is a perfectionist, but because he really does care about "sending the very best!" He spent a whole day on my gift trying to get it perfect simply because it was for me. That, in and of itself, was enough to make me feel so very special. But when I actually saw the gift I was touched beyond words.




Want to know what he made me???






Sitting on the edge of your seat maybe???





Well -

here it is--


Now first, let's clear up any confusion. The actually shape of the heart is the third word of the phrase: TARHEEL AT (implied) HEART. It took me a minute so I wanted to make sure you got the message. The foot is actually HIS foot traced on the wood and cut out. He struggled to get the colors, shape and sentiment exactly right.
You would think that this is the ultimate gift for me because it has to do with the TAR HEELS. But you would be wrong in that assumption. The gift was himself. He has gotten into watching the games with me, striving to understand the rules and even knows a few of the players names. Not because that is a requirement for living with me (contrary to popular belief), but because he wants to love the things I love. He wants to be a part of the things that I am a part of. To the point that he even offered his own foot as a template, as if to say: "Here is a small part of me so that you can always remember that I forever want to be a part of every aspect of your life, no matter how trivial, because you are important to me." Okay, so that exact sentiment may not ever come out of his mouth, but his actions have always spoken louder and more eloquent than his words ever could.!!

Thank you for that, Brian! A Hallmark card or Shakespearean sonnet couldn't have said it better!! I am truly blessed to have such a loving, devoted husband that treats me as if it were Valentine's Day EVERYDAY!