Yesterday was Valentine's Day. It was the sixth one that Brent and I have celebrated as a married couple, and with all the hints and ideas I had been throwing out in the last few weeks, I just knew this would be the year he was going to do something special to celebrate our love for each other. It's not that I wanted him to spend a lot of money, or do something huge, but I was hoping for something a little creative...at least a homemade card!
Imagine my disappointment when all I got was a store- bought card, and not even a romantic one at that. At first, I didn't say a word. I simply stewed over my disappointment silently, but as the day went on, I allowed my disappointment to turn into a nasty complaint against the man I love, and I even made it public. SHAME ON ME!
Brent could tell I was very upset, and the fact that Chandler had been crying most of the day due to another ear infection didn't help, either, but being the good man he is, he didn't say a word. He just packed up Chandler's diaper bag and headed out for a while to leave me home alone.
If you know anything about me, I pouted for a little while and cleaned my house like a mad-woman (which I was), but then I began to pray. I prayed first for forgiveness for the way I acted toward the man I love. I mean, my husband wasn't trying to be spiteful at all. He just isn't the romantic type, and I'm going to have to accept that. While other men are constantly doting over their wives and giving them things, Brent shows me he loves me by doing things like washing my car, helping me fold laundry, or helping get Chandler ready when we are going out.
Secondly, I prayed a prayer of thanksgiving. God has given me a wonderful husband who loves me for who I am, flaws and all, and He has sent us a son that we both love and adore. When my boys returned home, I began to cry, and I told them how much I love them. I even got to spend my Valentine's evening at home with both of them. I am so thankful that Brent can forgive and forget, but more than that, God can, too! What more could I ask for?