Yesterday was Valentine’s Day. I really didn’t pay much attention to it. My valentine is not with me anymore. And we never really made a big deal about Valentine’s Day. Always seemed so commercial to us. A great way for restaurants, florists and card shops to make some money.
This year, my stepson texted me a Happy Valentine’s Day. I was touched by him remembering me this day and it got me to thinking about the times my husband and I celebrated the day. We went out to eat a few times and he gave me candy and sometimes flowers but after a few years, we mutually agreed to stop celebrating in that way. Restaurants were crowded and expensive. It just seemed silly to us. After all we expressed our love for each other every day. And our wedding anniversary was much more meaningful to us. It was our day, after all.
But one year Rich gave me a Valentine’s Day card. He had looked at some cards at the store and really liked this one and so he bought it. He was not one to buy cards too often but he really liked the words. And so did I. They were just perfect. They even made me cry. It is the only card I have ever saved in my life. It sits right on my dresser and I often read it over again. It makes me feel like he is sitting here with me.
Wishing all of you love and peace.
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