ironically Valentines Day is based upon a martyr. according to legend, a Catholic martyr imprisoned in 5 AD signed a letter to the jailer’s daughter who had visited him in prison, ” Your Valentine”. sometimes I feel like a martyr around this holiday.
growing up you first worry that no one will be your valentine, then you worry your valentine might leave. then as you get older with children you have the pressure of creating the perfect valentines for your child to take to the class party.
ahh does it ever end? it does if you let it. see these cookies. they’re not perfect but my daughter and I made them together. to me they’re the perfect valentine.
happy valentine’s day