February 19 is just another blank box on my calendar. It comes after Valentine's Day, the anniversary of making covenants in the temple and my birthday - days that I definitely remember, days that were fabulous.
In history, February 19 was a pretty important day for some people. The Donner Party was rescued in 1847. President Roosevelt signed the executive order to allow Japanese internment camps in 1942. William Schroeder was the first patient to leave the hospital after receiving an artificial heart transplant in 1985.
So, what is special about today? Well, I may not feel as grateful to the depth that the Donner Party or Mr. Schroeder and his family probably felt, but I am grateful.
I have a wonderful husband who loves me deeply and shows me his love, not just on Valentine's Day or on my birthday, but everyday, even February 19.
2 comments:
Awwwwwww! I know what you mean. Having a nice husband is a great thing.
That's really sweet, but even more, that was really well written. I'm kind of surprised. Not that I don't think you could be a good writer, just that nobody really takes that kind of care in writing for a blog.
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