This is our first Valentine's Day as husband and wife. Mr. G had been asking what I wanted for a little while. Admittedly, I was not much help. The truth is I never know what I want. Gifts aren't my main love language. I don't want you to spend a lot of money on me. I don't want a big public gift that looks like I'm showing off or that makes others feel bad about their situation. I don't want to feel like you struggled or were inconvenienced. I want something that shows you love me and our life together. I realize what I want can be impossible. What can I say? I'm a complicated simple girl.
Well, bless his heart, Mr. G found the perfect gifts for me!
He found me Texas Rangers flip flops (We are only 49 days from opening day!!). We love baseball and enjoy sharing this common interest. As we were pulling away from our wedding reception, we realized that we could make it to the 7pm game five hours away. So we did. Yes, you read that correctly, we went to a Rangers game on our wedding night!
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| Showing off our wedding rings in front of the Ballpark on our wedding day! |
(Pause for Applause)
Mr. G has been super supportive of my goals even when I was a special kind of grouchy wanting the food and drink that I crave. I was noticing the other night that we didn't really have glasses that were suitable for drinking tea. Now we do.
Finally, he got me the perfect card. It says exactly what I know but still need to hear about our relationship. "I love that You're My Wife" is written on the front. The inside lists things that we love about each other. Not too sappy, but perfectly worded. He added the sweetest heartfelt words in his neat, left-handed script and I know how loved and blessed I really am. So proud to be Mrs. Griffith!!
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I also wanted to share a memory from my childhood. I remember baking heart cakes with my Mom. I recall being so fascinated that combining a round and a square cake could make a heart (see example from Pinterest below). I'm fairly certain that the cake was a mix and frosting was store bought. That's not what's important. The time we spent together baking, assembling, and decorating was what made it special. That and my Dad who would go on and on about our beautiful and tasty creations. What wonderful memories of love!













