I have been organizing my closet today. I tend to have some pack-rat tendencies and my closet reflects that immensely. Mostly because I can find emotional attachment to ANYTHING.
I showed Garnet some old cards and letters that he had written me while we were dating and in the early years of our marriage. They were very sappy and lovey-dovey. Maybe even a little bit on the cheesy side maybe? Maybe. But I loved them - and totally drank in every word of it.
He reads them tonight with a little smirk;
"Yes, back when you used to buy me cards and express emotion." I said.
Maybe a little bitter? Maybe.
"Yes, honey - but that was 10 years ago. Things have changed and we do other things to keep the spark alive now." He put the cards down on the table.
"Oh by the way, the car needs to go in for the brakes soon."
And there is that sexy, romantic man that I married. Still knows how to make a woman's heart flutter.