Creative. David is definitely creative. Every day I would come home from school and look in the mail pile. A letter or a poem? I couldn't wait to see if he had written. Back in the old days, before cell phones and texting, people wrote each other letters. Since he was in Berkeley, calling him was not free. My parents did not think that calling long distance every day (or every other day for that matter!) was necessary, and there were no calling plans, etc. So, we wrote each other letters. I loved his letters and poems.
Back to creative... On Christmas Eve 1988, David invited me over to his house because he had a surprise for me. When I walked in the front door, there was a bunch of balloons staggered in front of the Christmas tree tied around a fairly large box. There was a long red ribbon attached to the box and it had a little card on it that read, "Pull me." So I did. As I pulled the ribbon, the balloons raised and the sides of the box collapsed open revealing gifts attached to each side of the box. Not bad for a 20 year old guy. (o: Sweet and thoughtful gifts all picked with purpose. One of the items was an ornament. It was from the 12 Days of Christmas series, and it just so happened to be the 5 Golden Rings year. I remember thinking at that moment that I would probably marry him.
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