Today is the day when traditionally lovers exchanges tokens of their affections in remembrance of Saint Valentine, or at least by using his name. These tokens range from homemade cards cut roughly in the shape of what we call a heart which in all reality looks not very much like a heart, real hearts are much less pointy at the bottom, to expensive flowers, which are a near perfect example of material possessions, here today and gone tomorrow or at least in a few days, depending on the amount of water you give them. Some people go beyond that to give gifts made of precious metals or stones, like rings, of both the finger and ear variety, necklaces, broaches, okay maybe not broaches, watches, trophies, Olympic medals from the 1980 Summer Games, and potentially a tiara or two. I, however, choose not to participate in the giving of things for the sake of it being a day in the middle of the second month of the Gregorian calendar.

Does this indicate that I love my wife less those people that do choose to participate?

I think not. More later.

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