…and I am positively covered in icing and sprinkles. (And no, that isn’t part of Mr. Gore’s Valentine’s gift…he doesn’t like icing OR sprinkles).
My house already looks like Valentine’s Day threw up a little. This, of course, is not my usual preference for holiday ambiance; I love to wake up to a tidy and nicely decorated house that says “Top of the holiday mornin’ to you, Mrs. Gore!”
But the icing dripping off of my kitchen island, the sprinkles littering the floor, the kitchen table completely overtaken by Valentine card-making supplies, the heart-shaped suckers STUCK to the table (I finally had to pry them up with a metal spatula!)…they all proclaim that we’ve been busy living around here. Spending nearly 2 weeks homebound with my sick children while contemplating my beloved daughter’s upcoming surgery has put me in a very loving and focused frame of mind, and I’ve had the time to reevaluate what I do here as the matron of Gore House….
And I’ve realized again how much I adore these children and how grateful I am to have the freedom to be a homemaker. When our health finally allowed us to have our Valentine-making party last Friday, my heart was soaring as we basked in the blessings of life abundant, living with one another in love and kindness (when we’re not fighting), making memories and tasting those glimpses of Eden that are available to us in Jesus Christ. Take a look…
Ah, yes…VALENTINE’S DAY is upon us, y’all.
I don’t know about you, but Mrs. Gore is excited.
May you have a lovely day full of clashing colors, sugary confections and sweet nothings. And please, consider this your first Valentine card of the day…from Mrs. Gore to you, Happy Valentines’ Day!