How much do I love thee?
I sit here having just watched Serena Williams win the Australian Open over her sister Venus. As is customary, the runner up gives a speech, and Venus just said, ". . .your win has always been my win."
Dang. That's a powerful expression of love. Even more striking is that her actions are right in line with her words. Right after the match, while Serena was on the ground with her arms in the air, Venus came around the net to hug her with a look of love on her face. Good stuff.
We're getting closer to February 14th, a day we use to express similar sentiments to those closest to us. In our family, that means two things. It's my father-in-law's birthday and it's Valentine's Day. There was a period of time, early in our marriage, when Laura and I lived in the same city as her Dad and we celebrated his birthday on Valentines Day. It was great. No pressure on me. The day's activities were planned. Year after year after year I was told where to be and what to do.
If this sounds like I'm setting up an excuse it's because I am. We always had plans on Valentine's Day . . . until the day we didn't. Laura's Dad was out of town and I planned nothing for Valentine's Day. No dinner plans. No touching gift. Not even a card. According to family legend, not even a "Happy Valentines Day." It may or may not have taken me a week to even realize what I'd done.
If you've ever questioned the adage, actions speak louder than words, I'm here to tell you that February 14th is coming.