Valentine’s Day is a day that for most folks is filled with sweet treats, flowers, and declarations of love. Some folks feel like the day is simply a conspiracy by the candy and greeting card companies to get people to buy stuff in an attempt to woo or keep a lover. Today, Valentine’s Day for me was just another Friday–nothing out of the ordinary, really. My Valentine’s Day went down a little like this:
- Got to school this morning to discover my classroom door’s window covered in Valentines.
- One of my students gave me a Valentine that said, “Yoda one for me” with a picture of Yoda on it.
- Came home to a handmade book by my hubby detailing some of the reasons he loves me. It made me cry.
- Went to dinner and had a tasty fish dish that I am going to source the ingredients for this weekend so I can replicate it here at home.
- Registered myself for the Firefly Run on March 29. I don’t care if I walk the whole way; I am going to finish, no matter how long it takes me.
- Spent some quality time on the treadmill and bike at the gym even though I wasn’t feelin’ it.
I don’t need a contrived holiday to tell my husband that I love him. I do this every day, as it should be. I couldn’t be more blessed to have him along for this adventure we call a life together. I’m mindful every day of the fact that I am lucky to call him my husband, and that this life we share together is one of the most precious gifts I have.
So for me, today was really all about mindfulness in many ways.
La Guerra de La Gorda 