Valentine’s Day is one of my favorite days of the year. Not for the chocolate, big teddy bears or flowers (all that I happily receive from my dad these days), but for the purest of reasons, LOVE. I am in love with the love I get to see from so many people on this special day. The couples walking around holding hands, kissing each other thank you after dinner, and just the vulnerability of feeling the spark again.
For all of these reasons are the exact reason Valentine’s Day is one of the worst holidays. Yes, I could be on the bandwagon that this is just another money sucking holiday created by Hallmark. I choose to love it anyway, but I will always question why it has to be this way. Why, oh why can’t we show this love and over use ‘i love you’ on any other day?
I never want to lose the spark. I want to wake up each and every morning (sometimes afternoon let’s be honest) knowing that my husband loves me just as much today as he will when the calendar reads February 14th. Everyday is our Valentine’s Day. They say you fall out of love for the same reasons you fell in it in the first place. I am not always going to be my best self or at my prettiest. Sometime’s I am too sassy or stubborn when I don’t get my way. Sometime’s I will talk too loud or kiss to hard or dream too big, but I refuse to talk quieter or kiss less or dream smaller because I am “TOO much”.
You won’t be perfect either. You will bite your nails or do a nervous tap that is sure to get on my nerves, but love is kinda a funny thing. I believe that we don’t just feel it, but it is a choice. Loving someone is a continual choice we make because it is who we devote ourselves to day in and day out, completely + unconditionally. Please, please, please know when a little thing is just that, a little thing. Accept me for it and help me grow it into my strength as I will try to do for you. At the end of the day my weakness can either bring me up or tear me down, empowerment and courage to make that decision is what I need you for.
So to the man I marry, Valentine’s Day is not going to be marked in our calendars, but marked in our hearts everyday. I look forward to loving you, growing with you and being with you for the rest of eternity (someday, fingers crossed). Until then I pray for the right man to cross my path and trust in knowing God has a good, no, GREAT one picked out for me with a pretty little bow.
I am praying for you and I am excited to pray with you for the rest of our future.