I think Valentine's Day is a harder day to handle on this journey of grief than Christmas or other holidays. It is a day when we focus on those we love dearly. Andy is and always will be the love of my life. I would tell him that he was an answer to my prayers-in fact, he was a better answer than I had ever prayed for. God loved me that much--to not give me a spouse based upon my narrow set of expectations--but he gave me so much more in Andy.
Andy had a wonderful caring heart and was always the romantic . I used to kid him that he was definintely more in touch with his feminine side that I am. He was very secure in who he was. He had a wonderful sense of who you were and what you needed. He had the ability to see the value of people over tasks and things. He was quick to drop what he was doing to help you, give an encouraging word or just listen and love.
I knew he did these things for me, our family and friends. I had not realized how far reaching his love stretched until after he died and I began to receive online condolences from all over the world. In addition to how he loved his local friends, he had close relationships with many of his "gaming" friends. He gave to many through their professional struggles as well as their most difficult life struggles. I am amazed by how much he gave of himself. It is amazing how he found the time and energy to do so. It is truly a testament to how much of the Lord was in him to allow Andy to pour out so much love.
Andy was the kind of romantic person that movies could be based upon. He would say and do the most wonderfully, loving things. These were not canned lines or actions either. Andy would give you all that he had, down to the shirt on his back. I was not always the most appreciative of everything he would say to encourage me-I was especially hard to love or even live with on my self-perceived "fat and ugly" days-but he did it unconditionally and beautifully. When we were first dating, he stated that if you only take February 14th to dote on your lover than you are missing the point of love. He declared that the 14th of each month was "Lyn Day." In addition to his normal daily expressions of affection, he provided special attention to me on those 14th days each month. He never ceased to be able to surprise me. He made me feel loved, adored and appreciated every day. Andy was teaching me that God loved me enthusiastically and unreservedly.
Tim loves Valentine's Day because Andy would hide cards and notes to us, all over the house. I am carrying on that tradition for my boys.
Andy honored God by the love he showed for us. If you simply try to love everyone from your spouse, your children, your family, your friends, your pastor, your fellow church members, strangers, the lady in the express line with 22 items, your irritating coworkers, the drunken stranger, and that rageful driver on the road with a childlike, open acceptance, outpouring, and honor than you are living as Jesus expects and Andy did that.
I miss Andy's beautiful blue eyes, incredible heart, brillant thoughts, and tender smile!