The First Valentines

Valentines Day has been historically for me not the best of days. There is just a lot of pressure for the unmarried/single and married alike. Ours was compounded by the whirlwind of getting married a couple weeks earlier, honeymoon, moving, working two jobs, and our marriage open house that weekend. So, come Sunday eve, which was Valentines Day this year, I sighed deep realizing once again Valentines was a dud. We were both working and had said probably five words to each other all day. Then my J had a pizza delivered to me that he had personally made for my very own Valentine. How cute is that! The inside toppings are in the shape of a heart and the outside crust ring is a sweet cinnamon treat.

Truth is I really don't need much, I just needed to know I was thought about and loved by my J. And I was. Happy Valentines to All!