Many of you will be receiving flowers tomorrow from the man in your life as a symbol of his love for you.
Many of you will not receive flowers -and will probably be pining that you didn't. We are women. We want our loved one to acknowledge US, to tell us that we matter to them. We want pretty petals to look at, to remind us that we are loved. Nothing says it more deeply than the velvety petals of the rose.
Do any of you watch the television show "The Middle?" The episode this week showed the Heck couple dining out with friends. A flower lady approached their table and asked each husband if he would like to buy a rose for the love of his life. The husbands of the two other couples purchased the lovely single rose and in handling the love token to their wives, received the crowds, "Aaaaahs." Mike Heck simply continued his monologue and dismissed the flower lady with a "No, thank you." Frankie (his wife) is left flowerless and grabs a bread stick to munch on while her two friends gaze at the velvety petals. The next morning Mike is awakened by a very upset Frankie who berates him, "Why didn't you buy me a flower?" He replies, "I thought we agreed that that is a scam and that flowers are a waste of money?" "Yes,of course it is. But I still wanted a rose!!"
Doesn't that speak for the woman in all of us? I know for me it does. Yes, Hallmark is making millions from the propaganda of your love. So is the flower industry, and diamond. We KNOW that it is propaganda. But don't we still want the flowers?
How will YOU react if your hubby comes home empty handed Tuesday evening?
Can you get over your disappointment?
In twenty years of a marriage relationship, I would like to think that I have grown and learned something. There have been a few Valentine's that I went flowerless. I have been disappointed. I have cried. I have yelled . . . And I have learned to not depend on my husband so much for fulfillment and happiness. My husband will be away this Valentine's Day. He is working 2,000 miles from our front door. That speaks his love to me. He will not be able to bring me flowers. I knew that. So when I saw this beautiful bouquet at Sam's Club -I bought them for myself. And I love to see them open more each day.
He replied, "Bon appetit. And I hope that you like the flowers."
We both smiled inside.
It is freedom to know that I can buy myself flowers....and enjoy them.
Have a Valentine's Day filled with joy and love.
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