Be a better friend

Last night I stayed up when the world was sound asleep and I tinkered away in the kitchen. I made my boyfriend three little unexpected surprises full of love, sparkles and care and wrote a loving note. When he got up this morning he was in for a lovely surprise and he said that he’s happy and that he really likes it! That made me feel warm and soft inside – as if my love was spilling over and soaked me from inside out. And the best thing: I had a lot of fun thinking about it, planning and shopping for it and most of all making it. I love being a better friend. It makes me happy, happy, happy!

Today I firmed up my Saturday evening and my Sunday evening. Going to T’s birthday party and meeting B and E for a pick-nick plus open-air-movies on Sunday. For next week I want to get organised already tomorrow. I need to urgently change my flight and book that hostel!

I’m thinking right now that I might have a tendency to magnify the not so good things in some of my friendships and relationships while at the same time I don’t praise the wonderful things enough perhaps (still thinking about this as not totally sure yet). Today I did something nice: After I wrote an entry about how happy I was arranging the flowers my boyfriend gave to me for my ‘be happy’ goal, I re-wrote my journal entry into a thank-you-letter where I shared my happiness about the lilies he gave me with my boyfriend and thanked him and told him how much I love him and that I’m grateful for his love and care. I wrote it on lovely lilac letter paper with flowers on it and writing the letter made me happy – again. This is great.