Love in a Tin

It was a few days before Christmas and Shawn was feeling unappreciated. Pretty unhappy with me and life in general.

I thought it was time to give him his Christmas present early. It was a small foofala tin with an accordian album inside. About 6 entries about why I love him...in masculine black and white old KI stuff with a touch of red.

The first 2 pages made him cry. It was a picture of him in front of our new house on move-in day. I wrote how much I appreciated all the hard work he's done on both houses. I wish I had a picture of the project, but he's taken it to work to sit on his desk as a reminder of why I love him.

Though I try to say things like this to the people I love, I am much better at expressing my feelings in writing. It's times like these that I am glad that I discovered scrapbooking.