Valentines Day A Few Years Ago
Happy Love Day Readers. In explaining today to my sweet son I heard a mini revelation leave my lips as I said: "Today is for showing those that you love how important they are to you." Isn't that so true? It isn't just for that one heartthrob in your life, or at least it doesn't need to be. I have always tried to do something special for my dear friends as well as my husband, even if it is just a simple, sweet card. So if you are feeling like this is Single Awareness Day, I challenge you to use this day as a chance to love on those who have loved on you this past year. I promise you will walk away feeling incredibly loved. It always makes me grateful, in a warm fuzzy way, when I get a chance to thank those who have loved on me.

I wanted to share with you a little tradition that my Valentine and I have had for the past few years. We usually go out a few days before Valentines Day for a nice meal and then on the day of we stay in and enjoy a meal of fresh crab legs with garlic butter. We set up our living room, cover the table with paper, light candles and then enjoy a movie and crab. It is simple and sweet, but more importantly it is ours. We started it out of necessity and it is now incredibly endearing to us both. It also allows us to celebrate each other for a few days, instead of just one evening. I am prepping for tonights meal and am so happy for this little tradition of ours. How do you celebrate Valentines Day? I would love to hear all about your traditions!

One of my favorite romantic Sonnets of all time is Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet 43. While many know the first few lines, it is what follows that moves me every time. So I thought in closing I would leave it with you. Enjoy!

Sonnet 43
"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. 
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height 
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight 
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. 
I love thee to the level of every day's 
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. 
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; 
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. 
I love with a passion put to use 
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. 
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose 
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath, 
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose, 
I shall but love thee better after death. "
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