I love Valentine’s Day. For some reason it has become one of my favorite holidays. The last couple of years I’ve tried to make it more about the kids instead of us, because as my husband said Valentine’s Day wasn’t really as important to him as to me. Now, that may sound terrible, but I did ask – he didn’t just volunteer the information.
You see, the past several years I’ve looked at this day as the day that I should be guaranteed some sort of romance. But this weekend has changed all that.
Right now I’m writing this at 9:00pm, in my pajamas, in bed with tissues and cough-drop wrappers on my nightstand. This weekend we all, 4 children and myself, save my husband, got sick, and he has been taking care of us.
This year the gifts that he has given – the box of tissues bought just for me; hot tea; Tylenol; and the words “I love you with all my heart” while all I can do is concentrate on not coughing – make the flowers and cards pale in comparison.
He has given and shown a true love this past week. A love that gives of itself before seeking its own. He’s given me a 1 Corinthians 13 kind of love for Valentine’s Day, and I’ll cherish it forever.
Oh, this is so nice 🙂 What a lovely reminder of the really important parts of love. Thank you for sharing this with us.
I’m visiting from the Incourager group 🙂
When I was first married I craved the broad shows of romance but as the years have gone on, I see my husband’s love most clearly when he tends to sick kids so I can sleep or takes out the trash that’s overflowing and coffee grounds spilled everywhere, or yes, brings me tissues and hot tea. I was sick over Valentines as well and it speaks boundless love. Glad you had a good day with your man.
Thanks, Alia!
My husband is like this as well. This Valentine’s Day, separated by several states, he showed his love by taking care of all the flight details for my kids to travel and for my return travel when my Dad died. It was too much for me and he stepped in and arranged everything. I am so grateful.
Deb Weaver
Sounds like you have a good man, Deb. I’ve been praying for you!