Some people go all out for Valentine's Day. Flowers, candy, expensive gifts and a nice dinner make for a romantic event. If you're dating, your hopes are high on this day. If you're married it's a chance to get out of the house and remind each other why you're together.
Here's how we spent our Valentine's Day:
My husband got up early for a men's prayer group, worked with the computers, prepared a sermon and went for a run. I slept in a little and then cleaned all day with the kids. Late in the afternoon I walked and finished the laundry. All of this happened apart from one another. After a light supper we put the kids in front of a movie and we watched Inspector Linley, a British detective movie. No flowers, no gifts, nothing fancy. Very low key.
I have mixed feelings about this holiday. If you look to Valentine's Day to be the be-all-and-end-all of your love and affection for your significant other ... then you're foolish. Flowers on one day are nice, but how you live the next day is even more important. Romance is sweet and necesarry to marriages. However, open communication, serving one another and enjoying one another's company moves the marriage along and keeps things healthy.
Here's how we spent the day after Valentine's Day:
After church we left the kids and went to the cities. We drove a more scenic route to our favorite book stores and shops. We didn't buy much. We chatted, held hands and laughed a bit. We ate at the Good Earth and watched a romantic movie (if you can call Disney's Wall-E a love story between 2 robots romantic.....)
Ahhh ... married life!
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