I proposed to my wife on Valentine's Day, 1993. It's mildly embarrassing that I don't remember much of the details, other than the restaurant (formerly known as the Bay Tower Room) and that she said yes.
Right after this, the wedding planning took on a certain importance. Every decision seemed fraught with meaning. The invitations, the gifts, the seating arrangements. After the day came and went, those things diminished in importance. Bigger things took over and I'm glad for it.
Earlier this week, we agreed that flowers wouldn't be missed this year (hey, it's the economy). This morning, we both discovered that we each decided to give one another some chocolate. Mine was a Kit Kat.
Happy Valentine's Day.
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I think it is so romantic to propose on Valentine's Day. I'm in my 2nd marriage and a bit older than you so we skipped a wedding.
ReplyDeleteSome years we have flowers, dinner and the whole she-bang-bang (sp?), other years it's candles and underwear with hearts on it (me to him) and a bear with Godiva chocolates (him to me). What's become most important is that we are together and we're not going to let anything stand in the way of our love!