It was always in my heart to give my dear wife tokens of my love and appreciation. I would have spent all our money on her, if she let me, which she emphatically did not. I assume, though, she secretly thought, “…you did well to have this in your heart.” That my heart wanted to honor her was good enough. She knew I loved her. Apparently in Adonica’s mind, it was always “the thought that counts,” and that was good enough.
This coming Sunday would have been her special day. Happy Mother's Day, honey! I shall always love you.
