If you brought me diamonds,
If you brought me pearls,
If you brought me roses
Like some other gents
Might bring to other girls,
It couldn’t please me more
Than the gift I see;
A pineapple for me.”

Cabaret – It Couldn’t Please Me More Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Charlie and I have been together two years now and I have never, not ever, received flowers from him.

I’ve never answered the front door and had a delivery man present me with a big bouquet of roses.

Not once have I been at work and been paged to the front desk to be surprised with a flower arrangement for all to see.

Ever.

But don’t be mad at Charlie, because I certainly am not.

He’s not geared that way. It’s not in his DNA. Sending flowers doesn’t speak to his sensibilities.

I’ll admit it.

I love flowers. I love the romance of the rose, the friendliness of the daisy, and the delicacy of a tulip.  I love the beauty, the fragrance, and  the thought behind sending flowers.

But, let me tell you what I love from Charlie far more than the temporary flutter I get from receiving flowers….

♥ I love that he warms up my car on a cold morning before I leave for work.

♥  I love when I open up my lunch box and he’s put a cute note in it, or some kind of trinket from the house that reminds me of us.

♥  I love when he says (on a daily basis), “I love you dearly Cat.”

♥  I love when he takes my car keys and returns my car freshly washed, or changed out the  windshield wipers…. or on the rare occasion, he puts gas in my car (it’s electric, remember?)

♥   I love that Charlie brings me my first cup of coffee in the morning while I’m getting ready for work.

♥  I love that he insists on opening the car door for me.

♥  And as silly as it sounds, I love when Charlie introduces me as, “My beautiful bride”, or “My lovely wife”.

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One morning months and months ago, maybe it’s even been a year ago,   I found this note taped to our bathroom mirror.

Oh, how it tickled me – not just the words… but, I imagined Charlie hurriedly scribbling the note early that morning, rummaging for the tape, and placing it on the bathroom mirror before I got up to discover it.

So…. I saved the note and tucked it into Charlie’s lunch box a few days later. And then a few days after that, I found the same note tucked into my lunch box. You see where this is going, right? This same note has gone back and forth between us for months now. It’s been found in the breadbox, the refrigerator, cabinets, sock drawers, our vehicles… pretty much every where. 🙂

This simple, thoughtful note that began with a sweet gesture by Charlie has given us countless boosts to our days. Although the paper is getting a bit crumpled,and the tape has been replaced several times, the sentiment is still the same (♥). Those four simple words with the exclamation mark at the end, speaks volumes.  “I’m here, I love you, and you’re always on my mind.”

So I guess what I’m trying to say is – it’s the everyday courtesies, the things that Charlie does for me every day is what I most appreciate. Little things like…I don’t know… the toilet paper replaced on the roll (over the top, of course), fresh Q-tips in the container, the toilet seat down (99% of the time), the scent of a freshly cleaned shower… I could go on and on.

So, the florist can keep their roses, I’ll take that car wash any day!

Thank you Charlie for just being you.  🙂

Cat