As a kid my father would always buy my sisters and I chocolate hearts with our names iced on them. It was so thoughtful and really made us girls feel special. As we grew up, each of us looked forward to sharing our Valentine Day events, and maybe bragging just a little. Even so much as going out together to celebrate when a special someone was not in the mix.
My first boyfriend Valentine was a huge box of chocolates in a beautiful purple and pink box with ribbons and bows. Nice way to start the dating gift giving expectations.
I was living in Chicago while my husband (boyfriend at the time) was in med school in Buffalo when our first Valentine's Day rolled around. He was so wonderful about writing to me daily or at least every other day. On Feb 14th, he called in the evening and was a little odd. I had come home late and there was not a card. Ok I was a little disappointed but not really a big deal (I was really really infatuated with him so it just did not matter). There was a pretty good snow storm hitting the city so my two hour commute was ugly and he sounded so bizarre on the phone, I was ready to just go to bed. We hung up and the door bell rang - it must have been 10:30pm. It was the florist delivery boy with roses and daisies (my favs at the time). He apologized profusely about the time blaming the weather. I was thrilled that my (eventual) husband remembered. I called him to thank him and he admitted to being weird earlier because I hadn't mention the flowers. I guess it did bug me.
At the end of this month we will be married 18 years and our Valentine Days have changed. Sometimes we celebrate with our son, sometimes at romantic dinners with flowers, and sometimes with a pizza and a movie. But he has never failed to give me a thoughtful card.
It doesn't matter how old you are or how sure you are of your relationship - it always feels good to be remembered on Valentine's Day.
Flowers arrived this morning from my boys :-).
We bought each other a taco at Taco Bell.
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