Many will receive flowers and treats. I remember this time last year when I plucked a rose out of a bouquet, dried it, and inserted it into the scrapbook I was making for baby 'O'. My, how the year has flown.
Today I will make a heavenly meal for my beloved. He will breeze in the door, red-cheeked from a busy day no doubt and I know he will savour the aroma of the prime rib roast braising in the oven.
He is my Valentine. I need no other.
Baby 'O' is now Baby Emerson. He is coming today too. Another little precious Valentine in my life. As a Mother I thought there was nothing more heavenly than my children coming through the door. Well heaven has just expanded and soon I will see his little dark eyes peering under his hat and snowsuit. He will stare but for a second, and then the smiles of recognition will swiftly follow.
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