So Valentine’s Day is right around the corner (tomorrow actually!!) and you can tell by all the men standing in line at Walmart trying to get in their “whoops I forgot ALL about it, but I better get her something or I’m never going to live it down” gift. LOL Seriously, stay away from all restaurants and stores until after Monday–it’s crazy out there, even worse than when a storm is coming!!!!!!!!!!!! You. Have. Been. Warned!
I know most girls LOVE getting flowers (especially if it’s in an office full of women and you’re the ONLY one that got them-you love to show off how much your man loves you-don’t lie) but I never have been big on flowers. Sure, they are beautiful….but they shrivel up, they get moldy and they D.I.E. So Greg had known all these years (which will be 10 in March) not to get me flowers….I’d much rather have him spend the money on chocolates which will last way longer on my hips than any long stemmed roses…HAAHA. BUT this year he got “hip to my game”. He and Mallory got me potted roses……the kind that don’t die. LOL I have to give him credit, he wanted so badly to give me flowers that he got creative. …………and I love them!! NOT only that, but he got me a very heartfelt card which I will forever treasure. It’s the simple things!
I know I don’t tell him enough….so here is my public-VERY public love note:
Dear Greg,
Thank you for being my best friend. Thank you for telling me the truth, even when it was hard…For caring about me, even when I was broken. For explaining something simple a bazillion times, because I need to make sure I understand. For thinking I’m beautiful on days that I feel like I’m fat,unatracitve or a hot mess. Thank you for showing me love, and patience when I’m frustrated and impatient. For thinking I’m brilliant, even when I don’t make sense…Thank you for listening to my hilarious stories as though they are brand new, even when you’ve heard them 5 times already…For eating tacos 6 times a week because that’s my “thing”. Thank you for thinking it’s funny when I’m mad at you, instead of raising your voice… Thank you for having fun with me…or making me laugh harder than anyone else…For loving my silly dance moves, and trying to keep up with me. For allowing me to heal, to grow, to move forward…and for moving forward with me. Thank you for being a fantastic “DAD”…. And thank you for loving me…..even when I felt unlovable. 🙂 Will you be My Valentine?
WE love you like whoah!! ~jen + mallory
PS: as Mallory says in the video (below) I love you sometimes too!! Tee he he
