Well, its that time of year again. The time when I traditionally join the ranks of the millions of American men who flock to the nearest Wal-Mart (on the day of, of course. Does anyone actually do this before the 14th?) to stand shoulder to shoulder with their fellow clueless man in the card aisle, looking for all the world like a lobotomy patient trying to remember which shoe goes on which foot.
Am I supposed to get the romantic gushy kind, or something that makes her laugh? Should I spend my entire lunch break racking my brain, or just play Russian Roullette and hope that it turns out like a beer commercial?
That was me this afternoon. I couldn't find anything that even remotely resembled our relationship, or even anything that I thought would get a laugh, but everyone knows that you have to buy a card for your lady on Valentine's Day! Or do you.......?
I have decided to break the rules this Valentine's Day, because the only reason I was going to buy a card was because it is what our commercial culture demands. I figure, I know my wife better than any moron at Hallmark (and $5 for a stinkin piece of paper?????), and why not put my card where I can tell the whole world (or the 2 people that read this, thanks Mom and Dad!) how much she means to me! Melissa, I am thumbing my nose at the system. Here goes.
Melissa,
There are no words deep enough to describe how precious you are to me. I thank God every day, because somehow I get to wake up next to the sweetest, kindest, sexiest woman God ever made. I will never deserve your love, but I want you to know how invaluable it is to me. You complete me, you fulfill me, and you captivate me without even trying! Thank you for loving God, thank you for always making me want to serve Him more. You make me feel like I can slay giants, you strengthen me and comfort me more than you will ever know. I love you, happy Valentine's Day.
Your Valentine,
Scott
Thursday, February 14, 2008
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