Got to see my Daddy this afternoon and he gave me and the kids our valentine. For as long as I can remember, Daddy has given my sisters and me those tiny heart shaped boxes with chocolates in them. Even when Richard and I lived in England, he shipped them to me. Valentine's just wouldn't be the same without them. Now he gives them to all of the kids, as well, I'm sure that Russell Stover is happy.
I got a sweet Valentine from my son, they painted picture frames at school and the teacher took their picture and printed it off and put it in there. My daughter's class used empty boxes of Sweettart Hearts and made a magnet picture frame with her picture in it. My husband and I gave them each a box of chocolates with a small teddy bear and a sweet card.
My dear husband gave me a gorgeous box of Godiva chocolates and a sweet card..the box of chocolates is almost empty. I got him a delicious red velvet cake from a local lady that makes cakes that are out of this world, and they are his favorite.
I love the love that is shared on Valentine's. Not the commercialized who-can-give-the-best-gift kind of Valentine, but the ones that come from the heart and take special time to show you that you mean something to someone.
I know that the most important gift of love I've received is my salvation. There are no gifts that can compare. That Gift is what has set the standard of love in my marriage and family, and friendships. What sets the standard for your love?
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