Happy Valentine’s Day!
I was never a big fan of Valentine’s Day before I met my husband. For me it was always that, “What did he get me?”, “Is this going to be enough? Too much?”. It was a very tense and uncomfortable day for me. So when Chase and I were headed toward our first Valentine’s Day, I decided to do nothing. I didn’t mention it, didn’t look at any possible gifts, didn’t buy a thing. I thought for the first time I would ignore the holiday and avoid the awkward feelings I had become so used to.
So on that fateful night, I was in the living room, watching tv, when Chase came home from work at his usual very late time of midnight. I called out to him in the kitchen, asking how his day was, when he came into the room with the most beautiful flowers I had ever seen, in an equally beautiful glass vase. He walked over to me, gave me a kiss and said, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”. Of course I cried, and then cried a bit more when I opened his sweet and romantic card for me, and then moved to full on sobbing, feeling like an idiot for not getting him anything. He hugged me, not caring that I had nothing for him in return, and said he just wanted me to know he was thinking of me, and always thinks of me.
That night was just one of the many nights and reasons that I fell in love with my husband. This Valentine’s Day we have been married almost seven months, and if it’s possible, I love him more this year than than I did last. He is still the sweetest, most romantic guy I have ever met, and reminds me everyday how special I am to him. I hope everyone takes the chance today to remind your special someone what they mean to you. Today and always.
Happy Valentine’s Day.









































































