Be my Valentine?
Is it just me or does everyone just love love?
I don’t think Valentine’s Day is a day for big gestures, it’s about the little stuff.
I think the best Valentine’s Day present John ever got me was when we were first married – being the highly organised person that I am – I had bought some material and some patterns and was planning to get a couple of work shirts made. The material and patterns had been sitting on top of the wardrobe for about two months…
On Valentine’s Day 1989, about ten days after we were married, I woke up to find the shirts hanging in my wardrobe. Without me knowing, he had gone out, found a dressmaker and had them made for me! Brilliant! Best present ever!
My friend Ricky always talks about his grandparents Richard and Maude.
He says they fell in love at first sight and have been that way for almost sixty years.
Apparently the first time Richard and Maude ever spoke to each other was after World War II, when Richard had just returned from PNG. He was driving his brother's brand-new car through their home town of Wodonga when he saw Maude go into Mcphail’s Furniture.
Pulling over, he jumped out of the car and ran into the shop, right behind her. Maude was a 26 year old school teacher, planning to move out of home. She was inquiring about the price of two twin beds on display.
Bold as brass, Richard, a mere passing acquaintance, stepped up beside her and said, "Now Maude, we are not sleeping on twin beds."
They were married three months later. They did sleep on one of the twin beds until they could afford a double bed, 58 years later they still hate to sleep alone.
Last year, Richard had open-heart surgery. Maude spent every night at the hospital, and every day beside his bed. The first thing Richard said when they removed the tube from his throat was one of the most romantic things I've ever heard. He said, "Maude, you know what that doctor found when he cut me open? He found your name engraved on my heart."
I don’t think Valentine’s Day is a day for big gestures, it’s about the little stuff.
I think the best Valentine’s Day present John ever got me was when we were first married – being the highly organised person that I am – I had bought some material and some patterns and was planning to get a couple of work shirts made. The material and patterns had been sitting on top of the wardrobe for about two months…
On Valentine’s Day 1989, about ten days after we were married, I woke up to find the shirts hanging in my wardrobe. Without me knowing, he had gone out, found a dressmaker and had them made for me! Brilliant! Best present ever!
My friend Ricky always talks about his grandparents Richard and Maude.
He says they fell in love at first sight and have been that way for almost sixty years.
Apparently the first time Richard and Maude ever spoke to each other was after World War II, when Richard had just returned from PNG. He was driving his brother's brand-new car through their home town of Wodonga when he saw Maude go into Mcphail’s Furniture.
Pulling over, he jumped out of the car and ran into the shop, right behind her. Maude was a 26 year old school teacher, planning to move out of home. She was inquiring about the price of two twin beds on display.
Bold as brass, Richard, a mere passing acquaintance, stepped up beside her and said, "Now Maude, we are not sleeping on twin beds."
They were married three months later. They did sleep on one of the twin beds until they could afford a double bed, 58 years later they still hate to sleep alone.
Last year, Richard had open-heart surgery. Maude spent every night at the hospital, and every day beside his bed. The first thing Richard said when they removed the tube from his throat was one of the most romantic things I've ever heard. He said, "Maude, you know what that doctor found when he cut me open? He found your name engraved on my heart."
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