This morning, I was doing some Nia exercises in the living room when I heard someone knocking on the door.  I called my dad to come out to answer the door.  Who possibly could be at the door at 8 a.m. on a Sunday morning?

It was a woman from a local flower shop delivering these:

My dad signed for the flowers.  I looked at them, touched by this gesture.  I read the note, a short message from my fiancé wishing me a Happy Valentine’s Day.  He said something yesterday on FaceTime that he hadn’t forgotten about the holiday, but I wasn’t expecting this.

Since we’re currently living in different states,  I especially savor moments of connection like these: a text, a gift, a brief phone call.  We express our love to each other every day, and it has changed and grown in the eight years we’ve been together.  I am so grateful for him, for us.

I do get thrown off by the commercialism of Valentine’s Day, which can come along with the sense of obligation to get a gift or have a partner. I have a hard time walking into a store and being bombarded by the sight of so many red and pink items.  And I also appreciate moments where I can express love to the people in my life, to tell them I am grateful for them and appreciate them.  While I don’t necessarily need a holiday for that, I still take today as an opportunity to express that.

In a text I received from a friend, she said she likes to call Valentine’s Day simply, “love day.”  She also wrote “May you feel loved today and always.”  I appreciate that sentiment, and would like to extend it to all of you.


One response to this post.

  1. Thank you . And the same to you. May you be blessed with love in your life daily.


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