Growing up is a roller coaster ride. Exciting. Challenging. Playful. Confusing. Breathtaking. Joyful.
Ever shaping. Molding.
A journey. The first chapters of a new life.
Since they were each but babies, with tender skin glowing pink, I have chosen for them Valentine stories to say, "I love you."
Sometimes as night surrounds, restlessness tugs and pulls.
This is a gathering of a few favorites. One, The Quiltmaker's Gift, wasn't a Mama Valentine at all, but a gift from Grandma... who taught me to sew, whose mother taught her, whose mother taught her. Its tender tale and vibrant art touched heartstrings so that it somehow melted into these stories of love.
Our beloved heart stories bring laughter, tears, toes touching... restlessness somehow evaporates in the warmth of the familiar... of family. Love spilling... filling.
From my heart,
If your family has a treasured heart story, would you share it with us?
Perhaps you will discover a new gem here... or discover an old one anew...
If Kisses Were Colors by Janet Lawler My baby bear has particularly loved this one since he was an infant. Now he gets showered under giggly protest with my "girl kisses". ;)
Love You Forever by Robert N. Munsch My big guy's favorite. He has to draw his cheeks in to keep the tears at bay. (I just let them stream.)