Back in high school, I felt envious of those girls who receive bouquets of red roses on Valentine's day. Yeah, I never got one. Considering the fact that I never had a boyfriend (or a girlfriend hihi) that time. So yes, I have always been jealous, wondering how it feel like to receive flowers from the person you love.
On our first valentine, my boyfriend, knowing such fact gave me not one, not two, but three bouquets. It felt amazing. It never happened again. But it actually felt fine.
Some girls (including me back in high school) would always equate love with the expensive gifts that they receive on Valentine's and on special occasions. But this year, I actually realized that while I never got a single bouquet, no words can ever describe how much he loves me.
I spent Valentine's day selling flowers (the tradition of my sorority). Although my boyfriend thinks it is a stupid idea, he showed his unwavering support, driving me to school, carrying the flowers from my place to school and vice-versa, helping me deliver everything and generally feeling happy about the turnout of my project.
It was also last Feb 14 when the global campaign to end violence against women has been launched. And somehow, I feel thankful that I am with someone who does not hit me and respects me as a person. :)
I feel loved and I thank God for every minute of it. :)
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