Things are low key around here for Valentine's Day. We had appointments and I went grocery shopping where I saw at least four men walking around with a bouquet of flowers and one other thing - diapers, steak, beer...
I made home made valentines, inspired by Catholic Icing, using old, slightly crumpled resume paper and the pen my husband grades with. The kids got a new book and little boxes of chocolates. We were very happy to have James' godmother come over for dinner, a few of Trav's favorite things: home made pizza, hummus, and our new fave kale chips.
I know that St. Valentine - the lover of lovers - was taken off the Roman Catholic calendar. February 14th is officially the feast day of Saints Cyril and Methodius. For me, Valentine's Day is like Thanksgiving. Nothing too religious, but a good reminder to express my love for those I love. And of course, it is good to remember what love really looks like - not chocolates and cards and flowers, but compassion, mercy, and service.
This Valentine's Day was the first day I ever felt that way, but I'm glad I've finally reached that point. I love Travis not because he's so good at woo-ing me, but because he's kind, gentle, hard-working, honest, funny, and godly. He is a good man and I thank God I realized that.
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Perfect post!
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