We are approaching another Valentine’s Day. This is a day when we have the opportunity to tell people that we love and care about them.
When I was young, I used to think that it was just a day for lovers, and I was anxious to be one so I could celebrate too.
Then when I started school, I found out that we could all bring each other a “valentine” to school. I found out very early that I loved telling people that I loved them. My mother would take me shopping for my valentines and help me be sure that everyone had one. This was very important to me, because I did not want anyone to be left out.
My dad was a man who I think celebrated Valentine’s Day every day of his life. At every meal, he would thank God for giving he and my mother another day together. Every day he told me that he loved me. He loved making people feel loved.
Then I married a man who always told me he loved me and made Valentine’s Day a special day for our entire immediate and extended family. He would always give me several cards and sent me a bouquet of carnations, which was the first flower he ever gave me.
When we lived in the maternity home, Valentine’s Day was a very big deal. We had “Secret Cupids” the week before Valentine’s Day. Each day, you had to find a way to let the person you chose know that you cared about them by doing something nice for them. It could be making their bed when they were not looking or leaving a treat on the dining room table with their name on it. You could leave a note about having a good day. You could not buy anything to complete your task, but had to find ways to be a blessing without spending money. The best part was that they could not know it was you. You had to fulfill your task each day without anyone knowing it was you.
When Valentine’s Day arrived, we would have a special meal. When the meal was finished, Jimmy presented a rose for each of us. Then we revealed our Secret Cupids.
Why take the time for all of this? Because it was teaching the young women and children that kindness and love can go a long way. We can always find a way to be a blessing to someone else if we try hard enough.
I send Valentine’s to many of the special women in my life to let them know I am thinking about them and love them. It is quite a job. But when the final stamp goes on the card, I sit back and ask God to make each of them feel important and special not just to me, but to Him.
My sweet Jimmy, is no longer here with me to celebrate Valentine’s Day, but guess what, I have almost every card he ever gave me. Fifty one years of Valentines – more than enough for one day.
So this Valentine’s Day, whether you get a valentine or not, find a way to show love to at least one person. Just the process will be a blessing and can be a special way to let someone know they are remembered and cared about.
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY – ANNE