Well a week ago not just last Saturday the 16th but saturday the 9th, Ty and I got in a little fight. I'm not sure what it was about anymore, other than the fact that i did not want to ever see him again. (really bad thing to wish isn't it) well Sunday came and i went to church. When sacrament came around i noticed that Ty was with my dad. great was what i was thinking. My stubborn side kicked in and i sat between my mom and my dad that meeting, not making eye contact or even acknowledging that Ty was present. (really bad again) Sacrament finally ended and the meeting did soften me enough that i was willing to ride home with Ty. I was still upset when he dropped me off at my house. I went straight to my room, finding flowers left on my ben. Yes it was sunday and no Ty didn't go and purchase any flowers. But i can tell you at that moment i was no longer mad at him. except for the fact of making me cry harder.. . ..but in a good way. He is so wonderful.
Ty made me "daisieys" (my favorite flowers) and left a little note with them. He must have dropped them off on his way to church. His little note that was with them told me he was sorry, and that he loved me. He is so wonderful to me. I probably had more to do with the fight than i was letting on, but he is so good to be the first to say sorry. I know i need to learn from him. It is one of my weaknesses. but if i was the first to say sorry whose to say i would have gotten these hand made flowers that will last forever? Thank you Ty for being so wonderful to me!
2 comments:
That is precious!! We could all use a little lesson in saying I'm sorry sometimes. Way to go Ty! Em you are super great! I haven't seen you forever... sad.
Hey Emi! I'm at school working, making a bit of money, and i decided to look at your blog! I love the new one! You are so good at this blogging! That was a super fun trip, i'm glad i got to go with you!
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