My love/hate with Valentine’s day

Like so many of us men, I hate Valentine’s day for the shear forced, artificial, hallmark manufactured-ness of it. Personally, I hate that it comes on the heels of Christmas, then my wife’s late January birthday. By the time it rolls around, I’m tapped out for ideas and financially as well. But I do welcome it for one thing and that is it provides me a reminder to reflect on my level of service.

If I find it easy to come up with a cute Valentine’s day idea – flowers, a homemade dinner or dinner out, a sensual massage – then I would need to ask myself, “why are you waiting until a special holiday to give all those things?” From personal experience, I like knowing I’m probably going to struggle to find her the perfect gift, because I try and treat her every day like it’s Valentine’s day – and her birthday and Christmas rolled into one.

Fresh flowers are a regular fixture on our dining room table. All her meals are cooked by me. Sunday afternoon is reserved for her massage (I’m studying hot stone massage technique right now). And the list goes on. Her tea is prepared just like she wants it every morning. Her laundry, her bed is made… I don’t need a special holiday to make that happen because I want her to know she is a goddess that I adore and worship every day.

So whatever you come up with today to show the woman in your life that she is your almighty and you worship the ground she walks on, ask yourself if you could do that more often. Add it to your repertoire of devotion.

If she ever says the words, “Awwww. You always treat me so well…” then SCORE! LEVEL UP DUDE! You’ve unlocked FLR level 1.1!

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