My Valentine ... 2009
NOTE: I wrote this last year and thought I'd rerun it because not only is it still true, it's more true than ever. I've updated where appropriate.
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My valentine and I have the same exact middle name even though he's a boy and I'm a girl. My valentine and I share the same four wonderful children (three girls and one of the other kind), the same son-in-law, the same two granddaughters (one four-year-old and one one-year-old), and the same comical excuse for a dog. My valentine and I love sleeping and snuggling in our king-size bed. My valentine and I enjoy being together to talk, listen to music, watch our favorite programs, or quietly read.
My valentine and I laugh at most of the same things and get sad at a lot of the same things. My valentine and I have many of the same memories because we have been friends for 33 years. We have been together as a couple for 30 years, 5 months, and 21 days and have been husband and wife for 29 years, 7 months, and 28 days. My valentine and I surprised some people when we paired off, and we still smile about that.
My valentine is never demanding and always supportive.
My valentine thinks I'm pretty, funny, smart, and interesting. My valentine calls me "Little Miss Fire and Ice" and means it in a good way. My valentine is always bragging on me to others and I brag on him too. My valentine knows when to be romantic but understands when it's best to leave me alone. My valentine is tall, dark, and exceedingly handsome in addition to being uncommonly sweet, amazingly intelligent, and endearingly modest. My valentine smells incredibly good. My valentine has wide hazel eyes, high cheekbones, a disarming smile, and lovely long fingers. My valentine has the most tender touch.
My valentine and I love to discuss various topics and we almost always agree on what's ridiculous and what's not. My valentine and I never have to avoid the subjects of religion and politics because we feel the same way about both. My valentine goes out of his way to make me happy and give me the things I want. My valentine appreciates the things I do for him, even though I don't think I do nearly enough. My valentine likes to kiss my hand and I like to kiss his lips. My valentine can still make me go weak in the knees.
My valentine is never demanding and always supportive. My valentine knows my name but usually refers to me as precious or baby. My valentine is my beloved and I am his. My valentine and I both think this is a pretty good deal. My valentine is not perfect but he's close enough for me. I wish everyone a valentine like my valentine.
Happy *kissy kiss* Valentine's Day!
Reader Comments (10)
Nice tribute - to him and your marriage! Now I'm wondering about the middle name. Could it be Lynn?
Mari ... very good! It is Lynn ... I tease my mother-in-law that it was a very unimaginative middle name to give a strapping baby boy! She just looks bewildered when I say that.
Shucks, Mari beat me!
Hey, my Valentine calls me Precious also. You must have a good man! Ha! Ha!
Cheryl, you're so funny! And yes, there's no doubt I have a good man ... sounds like you do too! I love being called Precious! Hope you had a blessed and romantic Valentine's Day!
So Sweetie-Poopsie isn't a good pet name??? That was actually a long time ago, but sometimes I actually miss it, lol!
Tracie ... when it comes to terms of endearment, there are no rules! I think you should revive Sweetie-Poopsie.
Glad you had a great Valentine's Day!
I just saw that you got to see President Bush!!! Fantastic. I wanted so badly to see him when he came here - he came to the park so everyone could come! But of course, everyone DID come... absolutely packed. I watched on t.v. but that's not the same. We got to see Air Force One when Pres. Bush the first was here, but we didn't see him. I got to see Pres. Ford AND Air Force One back in the 70's when he came and our band got to play at the airport to welcome him, that was really exciting. The plane was MUCH smaller then! He went through our downtown in an open car, my mother in law (to be) and her mother in law were standing right where they took the top off and got to see him really well. Such an honor! I miss Pres. Bush too...
@ SF ... Thanks, skunky! Hope you did too!
@ Tracie ... God love him, I do believe history will bear out that Dubya was one of our greatest presidents. He made lots of mistakes, but then don't we all? In the total picture of the events of the last eight years, he truly was a Godsend. I fear we are in dark waters now, but thank God, He knows the outcome and I'm safe in Him.
TG and I were in DC in 1984 and, because we had a friend who worked for an Ohio senator, we got a special tour of the west wing. We did not set foot in the Oval, but we stood right at the door and saw President Reagan's Remington sculptures and all the lovely furnishings. I still remember how exquisite all of it was, but especially the carpeting! So beautiful. I wish I could have met President Reagan.
That's very sweet - and most of it I could have written about my own Valentine.
Those of us with long marriages see a side of our Valentines that others miss out on, I think. It's true that love, like wine, mellows and becomes finer with age, and we learn so much from living with one person for so long and adapting and changing with them as the years pass.
I'm glad to hear that you not only had a good day, but had a good year - and can look forward to another good year, too! ;)