At what lengths would you go to show your family that you love them?
The other day I received a call from my cousin who was spending her last few hours in New York City before flying home. Mandy, she said, "Go check your email."
And when I opened my email, there were two new messages in my inbox.
One read "See, We Love You!"
One read "See, We Love You!"
The second, "We Love You"
There was no text in the emails--Text wasn't necessary...Just attached images:
Yes, my two favorite cousins (wink;) wink;) took time out of their short trip to NYC to stop by Ladurée to pick up a box of macarons for me!!!!!!!!
Even after several visits to Paris, I've never been to a Ladurée, and honestly, I had never really heard of Ladurée until I started blogging over three years ago.
In just a handful of days I will be visiting my cousin, now that she's back home, and I will get to see the coveted Ladurée macarons with my own eyes, and taste them for the first time. Fresh from the patisserie or not, makes no difference to me.
(And I know only my blog followers can understand my obsession with macarons and my adoration for the Ladurée style!)
Their willingness to do me this favor was such a wonderful display of love and kindness...and as it turns out, although I had full intentions of repaying them for the macarons, I was told "It's a gift. Don't worry about it."
Wow! Gratitude. That's what's in my heart.
(If they are reading this post, here's my direct message to them: "Thank you! I love you!!
Love, Your favorite, cousin;)"
