...because it's Valentine's Day...
Too bad he will probably do nothing for me but give me a hug and a kiss (update: he did bring me a bottle of wine). But I'm not complaining. Valentine's Day has never been "our" thing. Secretly, I'd be more into it if he was. Oh well. I chose this guy to enter into a marriage covenant with.
That's just it. Falling in love is one thing and marriage another. Hearts, flowers, candy and romance eventually fade away and what's left is an imperfect relationship. For some reason, people want to cling to the fantasy that marriage should be happy almost all the time and those squishy feelings that started it all should remain forever. They don't.
Our marriage is no longer just about our love for one another, our love has grown into a family. And when love grows into a family its true meaning becomes obvious. Love is sacrifice. It is a constant bending, folding, stretching and letting go (sounds like making bread!).
And that's what I have to say today because it's Valentine's Day.