She walked into the room and his eyes lit
up. She didn't have to say a word, her
being there was proof enough that she loved
him. They had both lost someone they loved.
So this day of all days was a difficult one.
She wanted to make this work. She was hurt,
lonely and afraid. It wasn't supposed to be
this way.
But the fact was he knew how she felt. There
was an obvious pain in his heart, too. So the
one thing that strengthened their love for each
other was heartache, the most sorrowful kind.
Their eyes locked. He smiled and she responded.
He had a special way of bringing a smile to her
face. It was the little things he would do that
would touch her heart. But we all know that the
essence of true love and commitment is in the
little things.
She stood there in the doorway and he motioned
to her to sit next to him. Not trusting the
childish grin he now had on his face, she hesitated
for a moment, but gave in. She always did.
She sat at the far end of the couch teasing him,
he quickly responded by sliding right next to her.
She laughed and he knew it was alright. He seemed
to be stumbling for just the right words. There was
an awkward moment of silence between them. She,
making an effort to calm his nerves reached over and
held his hand. He looked at her with a grateful smile
and returned the favor by placing his hand on hers.
They looked at each other again, somehow knowing that
this was a difficult time for both of them.
Then suddenly he reached behind the pillow placed
strategically nearby. He pulled out a large red
envelope and nervously handed it to her.
She snapped back with a look of surprise because she
really hadn't expected this.
"Wait, this goes with it," he said. Then he handed
her a small box, wrapped perfectly in white tissue
paper of hearts and flowers.
She couldn't believe what was happening. How could
he have pulled this off? And why?
"Now," he said, "read the card."
In great anticipation she ripped the envelope
without hesitating. She wanted desperately to see
what he had to say to her. She hung on every word.
It read as follows:
I know that this isn't easy for you. It has been
a tough year for both of us.
I know that Valentine's Day is a special day for
people in love.
I am sure that you would rather be out at a fancy
dinner, I'm sorry.
But I want you to know that . . . I love you.
I know that Valentines are supposed to get chocolate.
But I went to the store today to buy some for you.
I got the last piece. I told the clerk it was
just perfect.
She stopped for a moment and looked at him. Her
eyes sparkled in the light as tears formed in each
corner. He knew he had done the right thing.
Slowly she unwrapped the box, careful not to rip the
paper for she was sure that this was a keeper, a moment
she will never forget.
Removing the lid she found a chocolate heart that was
broken into pieces along with a note:
"The lady said all she had left was a broken heart.
I told her so did we."
"I am so sorry that Dad left us Mom.
But I just wanted you to know we still have each other."
Happy Valentines Day,
Love,
Your son,
Adam
What better love on Valentine's Day then the love of a mother and child.
"I believe in You!"
~ Bob Perks ~
"Reflect upon your present blessings - of which every man has many - not on your
past misfortunes, of which
all men have some." - Added by Editor: SkyWriting.Net
