I just re-read this, and it ignited my heart once more. I love you, Savior!
Happy Valentine’s Day Jesus. A day late, I know. Forgive me that I failed to remember! I have gotten over expecting anything from my husband, alternatively, he doesn’t expect anything from me. It is an over-hyped holiday. Like a giant red mylar balloon puffed to capacity. It floats over every young girl’s head. If she is lucky, it is aloud to grow for a few seasons. Then, its seams stretch just before it explodes with a world-crashing sound. Unlike a pinata, no pink and red candy rains down. The boom has no glory, and that sends her into bitter man-hatred for an equal number of years.
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But I don’t mean to be negative. I have been given the greatest love imaginable. The manliest of men, a brawny carpenter is the love of my life. It happened 23 years ago, I’m so proud of that anniversary and our longevity, but…
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