Now there are many stories about the origin of how Valentine’s Day came about. Whether these stories are true, I would not know as it was not verified. The most popular of it all, describes Valentine as a Roman priest during the Third Century. Emperor Claudius III prohibited all single young men from marriage as they would make better soldiers. Valentine went against Claudius’ orders and continued to perform marriage ceremonies for young lovers in secret. On discovery, Claudius sentenced Valentine to death on 14 February.
Without verification it is believed that St Valentine was the patron saint of love.
On the eve of my dad’s 70th Birthday, I find myself writing this blog post but feel a little perturbed. The whole time my main focus was on his milestone celebration. Joyful and grateful that God’s grace was bestowed on my dad’s life.
But with all this hype – I failed to take into account that my dad is ageing. Not just my dad but that I lost focus that my parents (including in-laws) are ageing.
To my dearest husband, Brent. Today marks 13 years of a successful marriage and I decided to dedicate this post to you. I think this has been the easiest post I’ve written as it required no research, brainstorming and no in-depth thinking. I know that you are an extremely private person and don’t want to be put on the spot but this post comes straight from my heart. This is not another anniversary post, which is sappy, spill my gushy feelings type of blog post.