Little Pink Socks
It’s a small, simple thing, really. Soft, pink footies, gentle to the touch, soothing to the feet after a long day. We were in a store a few days ago, and David saw the aloe-infused socks. Taking a pair off the hook, he looked over at me. I’ve been working on some “self-improvement projects” lately and I think he wanted to either encourage me or maybe reward me. But after he felt how soft the socks were, he asked me which color I wanted. I selected the pink ones; he placed them in his shopping cart. Like most folks, the economy has squeezed us tightly in the past couple of years. When we shop, we tend to focus on NEEDS rather than indulging in our WANTS. I didn't need the little pink socks, even though I knew they'd feel heavenly on my feet. But David NEEDED to give them to me -- a tangible way to "appreciate and reciprocate" in our relationship. This has always been our marriage motto -- to let each other know in many ways how much we value each oth