Twenty years ago today, I went on a picnic with my valentine. We'd been dating about six months and I knew he was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I didn't know that he felt the same way. He surprised me that day with an engagement ring. It may be a little cliche, but I've always loved having that special Valentine's Day memory--especially a few years later when we had a baby and a three year old and we couldn't even sneak away for dinner, much less a romantic picnic. And then there was the year that we had a babysitter and waited two hours at a restaurant for a table that never materialized.
Twenty years of Valentine's Days...we've had really special ones and really average ones. I have a feeling this year, all four of us--me, my man and our two kids are going to be piled on the couch with a blanket and some hot tea, considering we all have the flu. But no matter what we're doing, or where we're spending Valentine's Day, it's special because we're together. And really, that's the point. It isn't about how romantic you can be on one day of the year. It's about being there for each other every day of the year.
So now you know my favorite Valentine's memory--I'd love for you to share your favorite (or least favorite!) Valentine's memory, too. :)
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