We don't make a big deal out of Valentines Day. I mean, we'll be married for 15 years next month, so really, I think we got the "I love you beary much" thing down. Pat. He is the love of my life, even though we're not all showy and telly about it.
He did ask me to marry him on Valentines Day 1995. On bended knee, with a ring attached to a rose. Very special and wonderful.
But every year we go through the "What do you want for Valentines Day?" Me - "Nothing." This year he even asked where he could find it and I told him on the corner of Nowhere and Hmm.
We just don't do Valentines Day.
But my husband is a romantic at heart, and it sucks that he fell in love with probably the one girl on earth who doesn't want flowers 'just because' or any of those sweet things. True story - when we were dating he came down from Belgium to Germany for a weekend and when I came in from work there were flowers. The first thing I said was "What did you do wrong?" Yeah, I don't get all the 'flowers are symbol of love' thing. I'm simple - love me and be faithful, really, what more do you need?
Because my husband is a deep down romantic he still always does 'something' for those weird unnecessary days, like Valentines Day. Once when he was deployed I came home to a delivery of Tulips (my favorite). And today when I got home from class, there were cards and chocolate. One card was from my son, and one from Erik. Of course - Erik will tell you Zach got me the candy. It's his 'out'! You know, "It's not from me - it's from your son."
But I know. And I'm grateful that he still takes the time to make me feel even more special on an unnecessary day.
Until next time ~ Kris