Last year on Valentine’s Day, I got in a fight with the Fed Ex man.
It wasn’t a fight per say, but I’m not one to ever offer official complaints on people and last year I did just that.
I was excited for the delivery of what I was going to give my husband for Valentine’s Day last year (even though now I can’t even remember what it was), and as soon as I heard the knock on the door I ran to grab the package…
Instead what I saw was the Fed Ex man (the one in the Ray Bans), driving away.
I was “undeliverable.”
And I was mad.
I actually called the warehouse. Mainly just to see if he could come back. But somehow?
I ended up filing a formal complaint…
Man, afterwards I felt awful and the next day tried to explain myself on my doorstep to this Ray Bans studded stranger. He was red faced but smiled.
I called the warehouse back and even apologized to them. He was just a boy. And this year? I’m nearly even more mortified that I did that than last year.
So, this year in taking strides and moving forward I realize:
I’ve come a LONG WAY baby.
If I had a pair of Ray Bans, I’d be putting them on right now.
This year, I got my husband a card and he got me a Snickers bar. And I DO remember that.
Love is love. I hope you have a good Valentine’s Day and don’t get caught up in the STUFF> you won’t remember it next year. At least I never do. Much love to you and yours.
“Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy.” Matthew 5:7