I loved my Valentine lunch. Paul and I ordered a pot of tea to finish off our meal. A pot of tea goes nicely with a relaxing conversation too. The problem I have after a day like yesterday is that I want to do it again. Even while we were eating I thought, “This is a great date. I’m sure my need for relationship is satisfied and I’ll be good for another two weeks.” It was all I had hoped for. I was refreshed.
The problem started early this morning when Paul kissed me goodbye to head out the door for work. I wanted to fling myself in front of the door and say, “You can’t leave!” I almost did. All those feelings of being satisfied with yesterday’s date were gone. Halfway through the morning I had already called the office once and sent him an email thanking him for the Valentine lunch. Some may call me emotionally challenged or co-dependent, but I think it’s nice to feel this way after thirty-three years.
I know not everyone reading this post had a Valentine’s Day celebration, and my son Paul Burton has coined it, “Singles Awareness Day.” But isn’t it good to know that there are still people in this world who have been married a long time and think marriage is fun?Comments: