I think everyone has a love for stationery.
It starts young.
When you get your first set of colour pencils. Or something to that extent.
When you open the box and there they are... sitting all sharp, nice and brilliant. Rainbows everywhere.
And then somewhere along the way.
Someone gave you awesome stickers. And you immediately thought that that person was so freakin' amazing.
Who says it had to stop when you grew up?
It's all about the little things. Everyone's said it before.
But it's true.
When someone has had a shitty week. Or you've been hit hard by the 1001th winter bug.
When you feel that the house is a mess (all the time!) or the mess just seems to come back in an instant after you clean it.
It just takes a simple card. Or cake wrapped in baking paper. Tied with twine. Pretty Sticker on top. Handed to you by a friend who knows.
And you think she is freakin' amazing.