It has been seven years since we celebrated our first Valentine's together. I will never forget it, and mainly because of your infamous blunder :) Standing in line at the restaurant, finding out that the wait was 3 hours long, and I hear you say "it was not this long when I took (ex's name) here for Valentine's Day last year". Oh yes ... with my back turned towards you, in a loud & crowded restaurant, I somehow managed to hear that. You were both embarrassed & astounded. Even today, you say "How could you possibly have heard me say that?!". Needless to say, it made for a very memorable first Valentine's :)
Seven years later, we have learned that Valentine's Day is not really our thing. We do not need to go out, buy cards, get chocolates or flowers. When we try to do romance, as evidenced by that first date, it usually gets botched :) What we have learned is that love is shown by the little things that happen every day.
I love the way you always make sure to give me a hug and kiss when you get home from work, even when our little boy wiggles in between us to push us apart. I love taking walks with you and using that time to talk about anything and everything. I love listening as you make our son laugh his deep belly laughs because he so enjoys being with you. I love that you empty the cat litter & take out the trash simply because you know I dislike doing it. I love that you get up with our son every Saturday morning & make pancakes with him, followed by cartoons. I love that you patiently put up with my perpetual mess on the bathroom counter, even when it makes it way over onto your side. I love that you bought a pink rosebush, even though you dislike rosebushes, simply because pink roses are my favorite flower. I love that you can take one look at me and know if I need a laugh or a hug. I love that you are a handyman and you have so much knowledge about how to fix things around the house (and that you labeled every drawer on your toolbox so I would know where things go). I love your sensitive heart & your caring nature. I love your work ethic. I love that you are a man of God, the head of our household, and the provider of our family.
Simply put ... I love you!!
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| Valentine's Day 2004 |
