Hearts Abound

In the next few weeks, Valentine’s Day will be upon us.  For most, it’s a day one looks forward to, almost.  When I was younger, I was used to getting Valentines from my dad.  I still have many of them to this day and I cherish each one.  Each one had a handwritten message.

This day wasn’t much fun when I didn’t have a boyfriend.  Then when I married, I looked at this day a little differently.  I wondered why people had to be told on a particular day you are to profess your love with dinner, flowers, and cards.  Retailers love it and people spend a great deal of money.

I am fortunate to be married to a man who tells me he loves me all the time.  I get “just because” flowers and cards that randomly show up.  I relish the fact a day doesn’t dictate when he should show his love.  I give him a pass on that day.  No roses that have been jacked up by double, no card and no fretting about a dinner reservation that needed to be made a month ahead of time.

All I need is a hug, a kiss and an I love you and this girl is on cloud nine.