I closed my eyes like she asked me to, and held out my hands. She came over, kissed my cheek, and placed something at my fingertips.
I felt thick, velvety paper, rolled up like a scroll.
I opened my eyes to see a hand-made valentines card, complete with a ribbon and adorned with heart-felt thoughts on what our relationship means to her.
It helped me realize a couple things:
- The things I value the most are rarely the things purchased.
- The computer can melt circuits, but the pen can melt hearts.
- One hand-written, heart-felt sentence can say more than a hundred pre-printed cards.
- I need to practice writing from the heart. Even if it’s one sentence at a time.
