For Valentine's Day, my husband gifted me with a little bag of specially chosen organic Verdun chocolates. He thought of me as he picked out each flavor, knowing I wouldn't like cherry but that I would like coffee and pistachio. It feels good to be in his thoughts, because our life is busy and where seven months has gone, I can hardly tell you.
He reminded me to store the chocolate in the refrigerator, because I have the unfortunate habit of storing chocolate up and then it going bad. The "special" reasons to eat it never come, and then I find myself with artisan squares lovingly poured by hand instead covered in chalky white powder.
Instead of savoring and finding special moments to unwrap a treat, there was spoiling and decay happening - all because the moment wasn't right.
So I have five pieces left, and for each one, I could find a "special" moment during the day and think about it. Or, rather than be so sappily sentimental, I could just sit here on the bed, while the girls nap, think about all the things in my life that I'm thankful for, and eat them all.
Happy Valentine's Day to you!
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