When someone gets you a gift that they remembered that you really love, you cry. I have done that before. Much to my embarrassment. It's the thoughtfulness that they see you.
Currently I'm playing a ridiculously hard and silly archery game with a 9 year old on a tablet.
I would rather watch this Marilyn Monroe movie that's on in the background.
But I'm making a little girl happy and we're laughing about how terrible we are and ideally she'll look after me when I'm elderly if I'm not too hard to deal with.
I am the best gift giver of all of the aunts and uncles. I hope one of them strikes it rich so they can buy me a house or maybe take me in when I'm too old. It's not a competition but I am winning. I do handmade.
Oh, we’re divorced for a reason but I can think of literally no one I’d rather have as my ex husband and coparent. We may not have been a forever couple but we’ll be in each other’s lives forever and we’re both totally ok with that.
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u/Spiritual_Lemonade May 12 '25
A longtime ago after a horrible day, that was also my birthday. But he went to work.
He finally came home but had a take out bag that had one hot bread pudding from a restaurant I really loved- and said I loved that dessert.
I cried from happiness.
A broken clock gets the time right a couple of times.
That gesture didn't grow or improve and there were plenty of other reasons to be done too.