This One’s For Me

This year, I have a “friend”.

We share and do things some friends don’t do, but I am okay with not having relationship responsibilities.

Despite our lack of care for a label, I ordered him two sets of earrings. He has been wearing the same pair for MONTHS.

A pair of silver clasps with a dangling cross.

They suit him extremely well, but as a friend I felt he could use a bit of variety.

So in comes a shipment from USPS around noon. We’re sitting in my room when I receive the notification, and decide, out of excitement, I should run down to grab them.

On my way up I hear him on the phone, and take the chance to situate the gift outside of its packaging. I walk in and place them in his hands.

“These are cool, right? You like these?”

Hesitantly, and without opening to reveal the jewelry, he replies, “Yea, I like ’em. Those are really cool.”

I go, “Well, good, because I got them for you.”

“Oh. Thank you.”

Oh, thank you?

Listen, I am not in search of acceptance or gratitude. But, this gift was to show that during our short time as “friends” I have been paying mind. The little details mattered to me from the beginning.

It’s safe to say I am..

Bothered?

But! I am only remembering that tomorrow will be a day for me to love myself, and my family.

After all, he is just my “friend”, right?

Happy Valentines Day.