Young girls pick up all kinds of signals about how they should be treated and what they should expect from the future men in their lives. One of the most important "transmitters" is Daddy. I'm very lucky on that front because mine has always made it clear that he thinks my mother is the cat's meow. As far as he's concerned, she's the prettiest woman in the room, wherever that room may be, whoever might be standing in it. One of the reasons he and I have an annual mall fight at Christmas is that I want to get Mama whatever she says she wants (which tends to be practical and inexpensive) while Daddy wants to buy her something SPECTACULAR. He usually wins.
Am I saying that my parents live in a constant state of romantic bliss? Of course not. They often drive each other bananas. But take one of them away for any length of time and the other one doesn't function properly. My mother used to accompany me on Southern Living trips now and again, and the story was always the same. In the days leading up to our departure, she would tell me she "could not WAIT" to get away for a little while. And Daddy would tell me he "could not WAIT" to have the house (i.e., the TV) all to himself. Mother and I wouldn't be out of the driveway before the two of them were calling each other: Are you having a good time? Is everything OK? Did you find the pizzas I left for you in the freezer? Do you remember what I showed you about the washing machine?
I'm blessed to have someone like Dave, who thinks I should do . . . whatever I want to:) Unless I want to give up on myself, which he flat-out won't allow. Like my parents, we can drive each other bananas. But hey, we love fruit.
WONDERFUL, WONDERFUL ! ! ! ! YOU ARE VERY BLESSED.....HAPPY VALENTINES DAY ! ! ! Love You :)
Posted by: Candy Hicks | February 14, 2015 at 06:52 PM
Thank you! Hope y'all had a good one! xoxo
Posted by: Valerie | February 15, 2015 at 04:32 AM