Valentine's Day...a sentimental, romantic day for so many, and for others, not so much. An "I could care less" or, "it's not important" attitude, deters some from purchasing a card, a bouquet of flowers, a box of chocolates.
I want to share with you a different thought. I find it so joyful to pull out a box of mementos from days gone by. Saved cards, a pretty, but empty box of chocolates, a dried flower saved from a bouquet~maybe the ribbon. In each one lies a memory. Some distant, others of a different place and time. Not all are from my spouse. Some are from my grandmother (who never missed a birthday), my kids with their chubby fisted signatures, my mom or sister. They all hold a special meaning and memory for me.
I can only imagine, as time goes by, a spouse or loved one is gone, the chubby fist is now long and lean, that these things will only hold more value. When in the quiet hour of the day, a sleepless night of missing someone, comes along. I'll find myself, with my box in my lap, reading each one, holding it to my chest, shedding a tear or two and remembering a special time, a special love, a special place.
It is then, that I'll discover just how much love there was, how a simple gift...even just a card~picked out just for me has increased in value over time, and...and, it really was important!
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