So my boyfriend is going to be gone playing music on a cruise ship until the end of October. I finally got the Valentine's Day gift he sent me yesterday; it had been delayed because of the weather. Inside the fancy box was a simple but beautiful silver necklace inlaid with (what I thought were) gemstones. I was overjoyed. I had no idea he had gotten me anything plus he usually I was impressed with his ability to pick out something that matched my style. I immediately called him to thank him for my gift when he informed me that the "gemstones" were in fact something much, much nicer (if you catch my drift). I was amazed but this fact didn't increase the value of the necklace for me. Of course I'm 10x more terrified of losing it now, but knowing the materials that were used to make the necklace didn't change my view of it. I was excited to have something I liked. I was deeply touched that my goofy but kind-hearted boyfriend wanted to spoil me a little. For me most of the fun lies in discovering I actually have mail and then getting to open a box. (For me anyways) it really is the thought that counts.