On Valentine’s Day 22 years ago, Karen and I shared our first kiss.
It was a fleeting, spontaneous moment that sparked an exciting adventure of love that has seen us live in 2 states, call 6 houses our home, own 3 dogs, have 3 terrific kids and start a business together.
We have laughed and cried together.
We have held hands and hurled angry words.
We have been filled with incredible love as we held our children for the first time and been gripped by terror as we wondered what to do next.
And as I look back, I wonder, what was my favourite Valentine’s Day?
Was it the first one, with all of the unanswered questions about the potential for a future together?
Is it this one, with 22 years of beautiful memories to reflect on?
Or is it still yet to come, as I wonder what God has in store for us in the future?
To be honest, I’m not sure that I have a clearly defined answer, but except to say that on a day that is often filled with cynicism and sadness, there is nothing but love here.