The upcoming Valentine's Day has had me thinking this past week.
Is it about the price we pay for a gift that equates to the depth of our love?
I'd like to think that it goes back to the nostalgic days of old...and the true intent of the heart behind the gift that is given.
The pair of little Italian Lover Bunnies captured above were a surprise gift I picked up at a consignment store recently for my Beloved. When I recently took a trip without him, I left them by his bedside with a bracelet that said in French, "I love you" Je t'aime
Is it about the price we pay for a gift that equates to the depth of our love?
I'd like to think that it goes back to the nostalgic days of old...and the true intent of the heart behind the gift that is given.
The pair of little Italian Lover Bunnies captured above were a surprise gift I picked up at a consignment store recently for my Beloved. When I recently took a trip without him, I left them by his bedside with a bracelet that said in French, "I love you" Je t'aime
The story behind him giving me this book is even more precious to me. Last year was a sacrificial year financially, as we invested in our youngest son that went back to school at the age of 25. It was a one year program and we wanted to do whatever we could to contribute in helping him achieve his dream. When Christmas came along, we were strapped...and so we decided that our gifts would be humble ones, the kind we used to give to each other in our early marriage.
My book on famous pairs helped me to create dozens of greeting cards, not just the few I shared above...and I had so much fun making them last night. It's not always the price on the back of the card, or attached to the gift that means the most to me. But, it's the intent of the heart...
And so, I leave you all with this today...
When you are laboring over what gift to give, take something and reinvent it, repurpose it...as it will mean so much more to the person receiving it, and will make you so happy as you create it and give it your own personal touch! Great things come out of life when one is squeezed financially, and many times it's the gifts we create out of need that are celebrated the most!
Happy Early Valentine's Day my precious Friends!
I found this little rhyme in a vintage personalized autograph book I have...and it seems so fitting for today and it will leave you with a giggle or two.
It's written on 8/22/1924 by someone named, Mary Painter
"They sat on the porch at midnight...
Their lips were tightly pressed,
The old man gave the signal,
The Bulldog did the rest"
Love to All,
~CC