For Christmas this year, Big J wrote me a letter that begins like this:
... In the spirit of working to fully understand and 'get you' ...
The letter was attached to a gift that I may choose to share when it is finished at some later point, but I'd like you to know that this gift, this particular gift, it was a bit of a stretch for Big J.
Not because Big J is a terrible gift giver, because believe me, he is quite the opposite. Big J is, in fact, an incredibly generous and creative gift giver, to both me and to the littles. Many times over the years, he has surprised me with how he just knows - just exactly what I would like, just exactly what I would want, just exactly what would mean something special to me.
No, this gift was a stretch for other reasons, more personal reasons. Prior to Christmas, no matter which words I used to explain my reasons why, they just never seemed to be the right ones. In fact, I'm loathe to admit that we even argued about this gift. It caused confusion. It caused hurt feelings. It caused tears.
And then Christmas. And then my letter. And then my gift.
And then my realization that as much as I might tell him that he doesn't... the truth is, Big J does - get me. He might not always understand me, and I guess that is to be expected because I don't always understand myself, but he does, most definitely, get me.
And really, what more could I possibly want?
I'm grateful for you today, Big J. Not for the gift. Although, believe me, I am way excited about that! And not for the gift you gave me last week. Which I am just as excited about!
No, today, I am simply grateful for you.
xo,
momo
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