The sun finally came out yesterday afternoon on Valentine's Day. I opened up my bedroom window upstairs and stared at the fresh blanket of snow on the ground. It was like a blank tapestry. That's when I had a Michelangelo moment. I could see a giant heart carved out in the snow. The supper preparations were already underway and I wasn't sure if I could complete my homemade Valentine card on time. I put on my snow boots and grabbed my snow shovel.
"Supper is almost ready," I told her when she walked in after a busy day at work. "Would you mind letting Roxy out, while I finish?" The curtains were wide open, revealing a giant heart. I crouched down from the top of the stairs to watch as she opened the sliding door to let our Chihuahua out. She didn't see it. "How does it look outside?" I prodded. She looked up and screamed. "Oh my God, that almost scared me. I wasn't expecting that."
Another storm is moving in today. Her message will be covered up soon. But the labor of love will be forever etched in her heart. That's what love is. Love is patient, Love is kind. It reveals itself in the smallest of tasks, like shoveling snow.
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