I claim there ain't
"I don't care how much he spent on this. I'm totally worth it.
"I can't believe he waited until I got home to give me my roses. He could have sent them to work so everyone could see them."
"He wrote me a letter. A letter. Letters don't sparkle."
I suppose it all comes down to this for me: it doesn't feel sincere. A holiday supposedly rooted in love shouldn't be so stressful and superficial and expensive. And there are people I know who celebrate Valentine's without all of the hoopla. I supposed I could do the same, but I just can't get into it. I love getting gifts and being told how much I am loved, but I want it to be for the right reasons.
By now, those of you who are big fans of Valentine's are probably miffed at me (if you're even still reading). Please know, that I'm not judging you. I don't think you're wasteful or shallow. I'm sure many of you have your heart in the right place and see Valentine's as a day to truly celebrate the love you have for your sweetheart. If February 14th just does it for you and you enjoy the day and all of its trappings, more power to you! I'm not saying I think the entire holiday is a waste. I just personally can't get into it and have a hard time understanding why everyone else gets excited.
If you've been reading my blog for awhile, you'll remember that I wrote about John back in the Fall. That post focused mostly on his support during my labor and the time period shortly following. I want to add a little more about my feelings for him here, though, as well as share some pictures of him/us.
Since this post is getting rather lengthy (and I can go on and on and on about why I love my husband), I've decided to do a sort of top ten list. These won't be in any particular order and won't necessarily even be my top ten. They're what I'm feeling now, though.
4. I love that John has not only stayed with me but forgiven me for the stupid or hurtful stuff I've said and done. I don't really want to elaborate any more than that since those aren't happy memories. John has the most forgiving nature, though, and I am so grateful. I love how big his heart is.