Valentines Day
So Valentine’s Day is right around the corner. Up until 3 years ago, I never really cared for the holiday besides looking forward to “Cupid Cupcakes” at school. The day before, we would spend the last half of the school day decorating our Valentine’s Day boxes and bags, gluing ridiculous amounts of construction paper hearts all over them, and trying to cut out perfect sized block letters for our names. I remember the night before, going to Save-On, when it was Save-on, and buying the coolest looking valentines, preferably ones with stickers or instant tattoos. It was a long process picking out which ones would go to what person. I would concentrate on making sure everyone got the one they deserved. And the next day after going around the room dropping off each valentine in the right bag, we would all sit and read them, and indulge in all the wonderful goodies we got. Those were the days.
Yeah, 3 years ago, Valentine’s Day mattered again. One of the first times I hung out with Renee was at the Valentine’s Day show at the Red Cross. Of course I was there with Danny, and of course she was there to meet with Jennie. She looked super amazing that night, with her stitched vest I loved so much! I couldn’t spend a lot of time with her, but I understood. She sent April to give me a box of chocolates, she said it was a secret. That Renee couldn’t deliver it herself, but she got them for me. That made my night!
Last year toped it all. We both had to work the afternoon, but I made sure I got to see her. I rushed all day to just get out at least a half hour early, and when I finally did, I quickly made it home to change into something nice. I made sure to be at her work on time to meet her for her break. I decorated my car with fake candles everywhere, making it as beautiful as I could. I picked up a large cheese pizza from Sam’s Club and Vitamin Water, our favorite. And in m&m’s I spelled out “Prom?” as that was the night I asked her to be my date, I didn’t care to go unless it was with her. I had someone like Rilo Kiley playing, something soothing and intimate. I made sure everything was perfect before I gave her the okay to come out. I opened the door for her and watched her eyes glisten with the light of all the candles. She opened the pizza box and yelled out, “Yes!” We drove to the other side of the parking lot where we could be alone. We ate, and laughed, and sang, and kissed. Just the two of us, with our pizza, and our love.
Even though we’re not together, there is no one else I would rather spend the day with than her. She is still my love and my strength. I have a few ideas in mind about what I’m going to arrange for us. I’m hoping this year is epic.
