Now don’t
get me wrong – I like flowers, cards, etc. from my husband just as much as any
other girl. But why should the expression of love be limited to (or rather
focused excessively on) only one day a year? Little things like chocolates and
flowers are definitely nice every once in a while, but more than that I
appreciate the day in and day out love that PC shows me. He is always kind,
encouraging, gentle, and loving toward me. Whether it’s showing appreciation
for the measly dinner I made, listening to my hormonal-driven rants and vents,
washing the dishes after dinner (we don’t have a dishwasher), or just holding
me whenever I just need him (even if it means not getting done as much studying
as he would like), he is constantly showing his love for me. This, to me, is
true love. And I am blessed beyond words to belong to my Prince Charming.
Now it would
be a lie to say that we didn’t “celebrate” Valentine’s Day at all – We usually
just keep it simple with dinner and an exchange of cards or something, but this
year we decided to go all out and go to a really nice dinner at the Melting Pot
(yes, this is about as fancy as it gets for us). With Baby coming soon we knew
this would probably be the last time for a while that we would be able to enjoy
an extravagant romantic dinner, so we just did it! PC actually had the entire
day off of classes – we couldn’t figure out why in the world he would get
Valentine’s Day off of all the holidays, but figured it had to do with Loyola
being a Jesuit school maybe? At any rate, we’ll take it! So we had a wonderful,
relaxing day together and that evening enjoyed a delicious, romantic dinner, and
exchanged our cards (actually for Valentine’s and our anniversary he writes me
the most romantic letters you can imagine. Yes, he is quite the eloquent Romeo
with these letters and leaves me breathless after reading them). So even though
I’m not the biggest fan of the holiday itself, I am a huge fan of being with my
Every-Day-Valentine and will take any excuse I can get to do so. :-)
I remember when I was working I loved getting flowers delivered, now not so much. Which makes me believe I just like other people knowing that someone loved me. Luckily I know that he does and don't need the flowers anymore.
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