Valentine's Day
Continuing with tradition my wife made the announcement in the middle of last week.
"Don't get me anything for Valentine's Day, it's stupid."
Perfect, pressure off, and besides, I agree with her. Like Halloween it is for children. It is also sort of a made-up deal for big business in the card and flower industry. Fine with me.
Yet there is that impulse to at least acknowledge that you're someones valentine, right?
I started writing at 5:30 this morning - the third straight morning of doing so, and lost in the frenzy, I lost track of the time - until my wife delivered a hot cup of coffee for me.
And still, the Valentine's wish from my mouth was non-existent. I didn't even remember it was today.
When I finally broke free from the writing trance, I headed downstairs to hear my wife chatting with my mother. The conversation was lively, animated, and sure to boost my mother's spirits.
I headed downstairs and saw that my clothes from last week's road trip were washed and folded.
Still, I didn't say anything because Valentine's Day wasn't on my mind.
As I prepared dinner, and even cleared the dishes from the table afterwards, it suddenly occurred to me that we were in the middle of Valentine's Day.
"Hey, Happy Valentine's Day," I said.
"Yeah, yeah," Kathy said.
We were courteous and respectful of each other all day.
It was a perfect Valentine's day, but no different from any other day, really, and that's the true meaning of such a day, right?
Say right!
I saved money by not buying a gift.
"Don't get me anything for Valentine's Day, it's stupid."
Perfect, pressure off, and besides, I agree with her. Like Halloween it is for children. It is also sort of a made-up deal for big business in the card and flower industry. Fine with me.
Yet there is that impulse to at least acknowledge that you're someones valentine, right?
I started writing at 5:30 this morning - the third straight morning of doing so, and lost in the frenzy, I lost track of the time - until my wife delivered a hot cup of coffee for me.
And still, the Valentine's wish from my mouth was non-existent. I didn't even remember it was today.
When I finally broke free from the writing trance, I headed downstairs to hear my wife chatting with my mother. The conversation was lively, animated, and sure to boost my mother's spirits.
I headed downstairs and saw that my clothes from last week's road trip were washed and folded.
Still, I didn't say anything because Valentine's Day wasn't on my mind.
As I prepared dinner, and even cleared the dishes from the table afterwards, it suddenly occurred to me that we were in the middle of Valentine's Day.
"Hey, Happy Valentine's Day," I said.
"Yeah, yeah," Kathy said.
We were courteous and respectful of each other all day.
It was a perfect Valentine's day, but no different from any other day, really, and that's the true meaning of such a day, right?
Say right!
I saved money by not buying a gift.
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