A New Beginning: The Meaning of Valentine's Day

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Anywaaaaayz! Obviously you can guess what this post will be about.

Stuck? Ok, it's Valentine's Day!

But this wasn't just any V-Day. What happened on this one, I will never forget.

Michael and I don't have very much money so I knew our gifts and celebration would be marginal. I made a crock pot stew and we were planning to relax and play Nintendo!

Pretty cool!

Well, I had a series of events happen to me on the way home that just absolutely destroyed my mood. I saw guys buying flowers at the store. My present for Michael was way more than I expected. I had a scholarship to fill out that night and I was hungry, tired, smelly and just beat right down to my socks.

Now, something you should all know about me, if I am hungry and/or tired, I don't really rationalize very well and that is exactly what happened.

Earlier that day, Michael surprised me with a beautiful, handmade card that he put up on my music locker. When I saw it I was grinning from ear to ear, tears starting to well up in my eyes. It was incredibly unique and special! But later on that night I saw all of the flower posts and chocolate posts and gifts and surprises on Facebook. My mind started to tumble and I kept thinking more and more about it. I thought to myself "you sack of ****! You don't even like flowers! What is your problem? He made you an incredibly special gift showing you he loves you dearly!" Obviously it showed because he forced it out of me and I couldn't hold it in any longer. After I told him, it was like some just stabbed me in the stomach. Why on earth would I say that to him? Why did he make me say it? I would have gotten over it if he would have just left me alone!! I was so ashamed and so heartbroken about my actions. To think that Michael didn't view his gift as good enough literally tore me to shreds. It all came into the light as soon as I said it out loud; how foolish it was, how selfish; how ignorant and ungrateful I was. I truly loved his gift. The art was amazing and the message makes me smile every time and he made it from the kindness of his heart.

But instead of walking away or yelling at me.... you know what he did.... he looked at me...saw I was devastated about what I said...walked over to me...held me in his arms...and said "it's ok, honey... It's not your fault. Don't worry about it. I hope you had a wonderful Valentine's Day."

It was at that moment I realized the true meaning of Valentine's Day. It's not for flowers, chocolates or presents but to remember those who truly care for you even when you are being a total bitch! =) Be thankful you have a Valentine. Someone who loves you at your best and even more when you're at your worst. His loving grace and forgiveness made it the most treasured and most humbling Valentine's Day ever!