A little secret, I hate Valentine’s Day. Like, let’s pretend it’s not happening…no card, no chocolates, no flowers, nothing. I expressly told this to my sweet husband yesterday. I didn’t get him a card, a gift, nothing. I don’t feel guilty about it, I just don’t get into the whole “made up” holiday of sorts. True to form, this morning, my lovely husband had a small gift and card waiting for me. Love him…so much…Valentine’s Day not so much. But, no matter how much I don’t give into the gift giving, I do take the opportunity to celebrate the wonderful husband and father that he is. My life is blessed and I’m acutely aware, now more than ever, that these blessings can be taken at a moment’s notice. I fully intended to love on my boys today, at least from afar. I’m at work and Wesley is working the night shift tonight. Sigh. The life of a police officer’s wife.
Happy Valentine’s Day!