Ahhh.
Valentine’s Day. One of my favorite holidays!
Just mention the word valentine and I go all mushy inside. Of course I would. (There’s a reason I live, breathe, and write romance. I’m a romantic! A huge one.)
And I’m always on a mission. Remember that little pocket notebook I carry? Often, when I’m out and about and I see random acts of romance, I’ll take a moment to jot them down because I never know—those little heartwarming nuggets could make their way into a book.
I adore the interplay of hearts in tune.
Sometimes the element of romance is subtle. Other times, it’s jaw-dropping, knee-knocking, heart-thumping wow!
By now, my husband knows what to expect—he just never knows when to expect it!
My hand on his arm. A tug on his sleeve. The muted squeal.
“Ohhh. I’m dying! Isn’t that so romantic?!”
To which, he’ll smile. “Yes, dear. It is.”
Okay. Maybe hubby’s thrill-o-meter registers a little different than mine. But I know my valentine appreciates my enthusiasm. That’s why he married me—my unbridled zest for life!
We’re a team.
Separate, yet the same. Two hearts equally yoked.
I asked this question on Facebook recently: What’s your favorite Valentine’s Day memory with your sweetie?
Jennifer said: “Him finally, FINALLY, saying it without the ‘M’ in ‘tines’. That was today. He’s 54, BTW.” (Made me giggle!)
Carrie said: “I told him when we were dating several years ago that I didn’t want roses. He sent me a bouquet of noses…as in rose stems with clown noses on top. Quite a jokester back in the day!” (Nothing says romance like creativity. Score!)
Stephanie said: “From my hubby this year!! So special that he had it made for me with VERY limited resources!! Speaks volumes about the kind of man he is!! Golden!!” (Speaking about a treasured Valentine’s Day card. A heart-tweaker, for sure.)
My mother-in-law said: “Terry asked me to marry him on Valentine’s Day 1968.” (I couldn’t believe I’d never heard that story! All the more poignant because my beloved father-in-law joined Jesus last June.)
See?
Memories. Stories. Valentines.
And all sigh-worthy, romantic, and brimming with love.
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Love the ducks!
I think my best memory was last year, when we were driving home in the evening on Valentine’s Day, and saw a jackrabbit in the headlights…
Wait. No.
Not a jackrabbit. A baby Pit Bull with huge ears, who’d just been dumped, and was trying to catch up with her former owners’ car.
And so our romantic evening changed to a trip to Wal Mart to get a crate, a re-arrangement of the living room (no other place to put her!) to give her a place that would be nice, and a “what will we call her” conversation.
JezeBull was the first thought, but was lengthened to PITunia JezeBull.
And a year later, she’s a bundle of energy, with the most ridiculous high-pitched voice.
And her ears are still way too big for her head.
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Andrew, awww. Thanks so much for sharing that sweet memory! (Three cheers for your furry friend!) I can certainly see why that’s a Valentine’s Day you and your beloved will never forget. 🙂