I received the best Valentine’s Day gift yesterday. But before I tell you about it, there’s something else you need to know.
February 14th is my youngest son’s birthday (He would remind me that HE is the best Valentine’s Day gift ever). That means for the past thirteen years Valentine’s Day has included a house full of boys, toys, cake-baking, party-making and all sorts of general chaos. I’m not complaining. All I’m saying is romantic nights, lingerie and boxes of chocolates aren’t often a part of the Valentine’s Day equation.
This weekend was no exception. Friday night my house filled with the sounds of four teenage boys unleashing all their pubescent energy via an all out Nerf war. The volume cranked to “ear-drum-splitting,” and orange darts zinged as I put the finishing touches on a chocolate cake. At one point I braved the stairs to grab something from my office only to hear one boy yell “Incoming! Don’t shoot The Mom!”
The Mom. Like The Refrigerator. Or The Toilet. I’m the maker of food and cleaner-upper of messes. I couldn’t help but laugh.
The weekend of festivities continued through Saturday and wrapped up with dinner and movie last night, the birthday boy’s choice. After both, we pulled into the driveway around 8:30 and I carried my beyond-exhausted body into the house, making a beeline for PJs and slippers. I climbed the stairs and pulled out both. Before I could change, however, Troy called from the kitchen: “Michele, can you come here a sec?”
Weary, I stumbled back down the stairs to the kitchen where all three boys and my husband waited for me. What did they need now? I pulled up a stool and waited for someone to give me a clue.
But I couldn’t have guessed what was to come.
For the next fifteen minutes Troy spoke to my children about ME. What kind of person I am, the things that I do, how much I love each of them, how our family is different because of my presence in it. He handed me a letter–three pages hand written!–and then called on each one of the boys to share the one thing they most appreciate about me.
I won’t share those details; they’re too precious to publicize. Besides, I’d start boo-hooing again.
Some say talk is cheap. And it is, but not the way the cliche implies. It doesn’t cost a thing other than intentionality and a little bit of thought. But it can renew a weary heart. More than roses or chocolates or ANY OTHER STORE-BOUGHT gift, this year’s Valentine’s gift will forever stand far above the others.
Why? Because this free, homemade gift shot like a Nerf dart, straight to The Mom’s heart.
Who needs to hear a few heart-felt words from you today?
(Thank you, Troy, Tyler, Ryan and Jake. I love you.)
Thanks for making me cry!
Thanks for making me cry. Although this captcha is making me cry, too, only in a different way.
I changed the comments plug-in just for you, darling. 😉 Let me know if this keeps you from crying over the captcha!
How wonderful. And your portrait is beautiful!
How touching and beautiful. So glad to know there are still some REAL men left in the world today.
John wrote me a note for Valentines Day listing 24 reasons why he loved me. Blew me away.
Jerolyn, I love that. Tell John he did a good job. 😉 Thanks Kay, Danica, Megan. It was a good day, and a great reminder of the importance of words.
Wonderful! So sweet. Made me cry, too.
Oh…so appropriate and so deserved! Speaking your language….they done good!
Not sure about the "deserved" part, but they definitely melted me like butter!
Not sure about the "deserved" part, R. 🙂 But they did speak my language for sure. I'll never forget it.
Oh, Michele what a wonderful guy you have. How very , very sweet to share his love like that. 🙂
Yes, I'm a lucky girl. I'm learning that more and more all the time.
Awww, that's just awesome! I love that. (and I would say you deserve it too! don't make me fly back to CO to smack you around! LOL)
I'm so glad you got to come the other night… I would have been heart broken if I'd not gotten to see you before I flew away…
Haha. I dare you. 😉 And as for the other night … wouldn't have missed it for the world. Hope your Texas adventure is a grand one!
You dare me?? lol. sounds like a challenge to me.
all melty-hearted over here. what an AWESOME gift.
I'm still a bit melty myself. This isn't a regular thing, which makes me treasure it all the more.