I know not everyone loves Valentine’s Day. Whether you’re in a relationship or not, I definitely agree that this is not the only day a person should be shown love, nor should it be the only day you show love. Of course not. Thats obviously not healthy.
Each morning, I have a little heart skippy moment when I realize how good I have it. Truly. It comes to mind every single day. As we wake up slowly together, there is often a moment where one of us rolls over and bumps into the other, and a hand will be squeezed, a “good morning, love” uttered, or a little snuggle.
Each morning, I get up with Brady instead of at the last possible second to get the kids up. Its not like I’m wide awake or a conversationalist at that point, but its something.
Each morning, Brady brings coffee upstairs for us. This is a feat, don’t I know it, and he does it every single day.
Each morning, once Brady is dressed and brushed for the day, he plunks down on the bed, and we have a good minute or two to just hold onto each other. Because we would always rather be together than apart, and its so good to be close.
Each morning, I am reminded of how good we have it, and we owe that ALL to God.
There is simply no one else I’d rather do life with.
Happy Valentine’s Day, honey. Enjoy your botox. Save me some.