“It’s the little things that count the most.” We have all heard and probably said this phrase many times, but the past year has really made a believer out of me. As Valentine’s Day approaches, another first without Mike, I am reminded of our past Valentine’s Days. I always gave him a card and you can know that I read many cards before I found just the perfect one. Sometimes they were funny and sometimes they were serious, just according to the mood I was in at the time.
Mike, on the other hand, always gave me a gift. Sometimes he would include a card and sometimes he would not. Most of the time, he gave me a box of chocolates, you know the kind with the different flavored stuff in the middle. The kind that most people do not like, but he knew I loved those things. I could eat the whole box in one day. However, there were lots of years, when I would be dieting, imagine that, and I would tell him to please not buy me candy. So on those occasions, he would buy me something crazy. One year it was a big stuffed frog holding a big red heart that said, “I love you.” Another time it was a dancing gorilla singing some goofy song. On another occasion, it was a bouquet of dancing and singing flowers. He would usually bring the gifts to me in my classroom and so my students would enjoy them as much as I did. You know they love to push buttons.
This year, there won’t be a card or a crazy gift and that’s okay because I know that he loved me and I know I was his Valentine. And I also have these wonderful memories from the 38 years he was with me. I have every card or gift that he has ever given me and I will pull them out and read them on Valentine’s Day. And I must confess, last week I was in Wal-mart and as I approached the Valentine’s aisle, I started walking really fast so I would not have to see those cute little crazy gifts. But then something stopped me and I turned and went back. I slowly walked down the aisles trying to decide which one of those silly things Mike would buy me if he was here. And it actually brought a smile to my face. Thanks for the memories, Mike. I love and miss you!