With Valentine’s Day only a few days away, I’ve been thinking about my history with this holiday – specifically how my husband, Michael, and I have celebrated over the years.
Our first few (well … many) years together, I didn’t have any money for expensive gifts. Instead, I got creative. One year, I bought a nice pair of men’s dark socks and convinced my sister to stitch his initials on the band at the top. Another year, I gave him (because he’s a doctor) a picture of an X-ray of ribs with a photo-shopped (not medical) heart in the right spot.