My sister and I used to jokingly fight over who was going to get 'the box' when my parents were no longer around. When my father passed away over 10 years ago, we started laying dibs on it then...naturally to lighten the mood over his loss. Even when I was visiting my mom this past holiday season, I pulled the box out of the closet to check on my inheritance.
Enter my little brother.
Somehow he searched the internet and found that exact box online. And then he purchased it for our sister and sent it to her this week. She opened it up (which also includes a lunchbox so I may need to fight about that one) and was completely overwhelmed by such a gift. Yes, a simple box moved her that much.
I thought about how incredible it was for my brother to not only find it, but give that kind
And here on this day of love, I wanted to write a blog about a different kind of love. Valentine's Day does not have to just be about when you declare your love for a romantic partner. It's also when I say how much I love my family and I'm happy to call them mine.
But just so they all know, my name is on the bottom of the original box.