One of my love languages is gifts.
As much as I really, really love cleaning out, these are the things that I can't get rid of. It's why I still have a pair of Hello Kitty sunglasses in my classroom and a Hello Kitty cd case in my car from my mom, a sequined MSU drink coozie from James in college, a friendship ring from Ireland that Jills gave me in the 8th grade, the last few J post it notes Em gave me forever ago, some dried out flowers from Gracie on the first day of school, a beautiful, long scarf that Mrs. Anne spent months knitting for me, the list could go on and on.
It doesn't matter a bit what it is.
I think about these special people that I love and who love me every time I see these things.
And it's why I've been waiting for this package for the last several days:
Thanks Dad!! I love you!