Something I never understand is why people hate Valentine's day. I think any excuse to celebrate love is great. And it doesn't specify who to love. Love your friends, love your family, love your dogs, and especially love yourself. I could be biased because I have been dating the same person since I was 17 years old, but I can assure you I've had some interesting Valentines.
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Before we were married, we dated long distance. We were both in college and he lived 3 hours away. One year he came home for Valentine's Day.
I went straight to his house to see him. Well, let me tell ya, I was in a mood.
We talked for a bit and I handed him a Valentine's gift (a handmade gift of a picture of us in a frame in which I wrote all our inside jokes around the frame- I was VERY proud of this).
So, after opening it I ask him, “Where is my gift?” (I told you- I was in a mood).
He goes into the living room and I hear him say “Uh Uh UHHH, In HERE.” I come in and it's beautiful roses. Yay!
At the end of the night I'm about to leave and pick up the roses to take them home. He gets a worried look on his face and asks if I just leave them here. We go back and forth about that and finally he exclaims, “Those aren't yours, their my mom's and they were here before I even got home.”
I look at him, wide eyed, and then start laughing. Needless to say he's always got me a little something on Valentine's day. That Valentine's day is my favorite because I will never forget it.
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