A few weeks ago, he walked in the door with a huge smile on his face and a contagious excitement in his voice. "Come here", he said. "I have something to show you". Well, my heart skipped a beat. My mind started racing. I couldn't imagine what he brought home from work and I was very excited to see. It must be something extra special. I followed him into the garage...he led me to the drivers side of the car....he told me to get in........and then he pointed to this:
The odometer had turned to 200,000 miles. That's what he wanted to show me. I must admit there was a fleeting moment when I felt a tad of disappointment that the odometer was the surprise......until I saw the twinkle in his eye. He had been waiting for that to happen. And he loves numbers. It's the little things that make him happy and I'm glad I'm the one he shares them with. I smile now whenever I think of that moment. Nothing he brought home that day could have been better than the excitement he shared with me. It's definitely all about the little things.