Monday Moods: I feel... full.

I woke up this morning to Tyler sneaking in the door to our flat,

 and walked in to find this on the table.

Sweet, sweet boy.

He made a recreation of our favorite breakfast at Paul Bakery,

 propped up with flowers, & a hilarious card...

that magically dropped out two tickets to Ray LaMontagne when I opened it.

I was left in the afterglow of feeling like

 the luckiest girl in the world

when my buzzer rang.

Up to my door came a giant box

with a dozen roses from my dad.

My consistent Valentine...

{who even adored me as a chubby, awkward adolescent.}

What did I do next?

I boo-hoo'd like a baby alone in my flat.

I just felt a little overwhelmed by the two great men in my life.

I know people are cynical of Valentine's Day,

but I'll never resent a holiday that reminds me to spoil my loved ones.

Whether it's your love, your dad, your friend, or someone who just needs to feel special-

use today as an excuse to show someone else they are loved.

Or maybe even make them cry, like me.